Back Little Doubt
Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Chapter 1
  3. Chapter 2
  4. Chapter 3
  5. Chapter 4
  6. Chapter 5
  7. Chapter 6
  8. Chapter 7
  9. Chapter 8
  10. Chapter 9
  11. Chapter 10
  12. Chapter 11
  13. Chapter 12
  14. Chapter 13
  15. Chapter 14
  16. Chapter 15
  17. Chapter 16
  18. Chapter 17
  19. Chapter 18
  20. Chapter 19
  21. Chapter 20
  22. Chapter 21
  23. Chapter 22
  24. Chapter 23
  25. Chapter 24
  26. Chapter 25
  27. Chapter 26
  28. Chapter 27
  29. Chapter 28
  30. Chapter 29
  31. Chapter 30
  32. Chapter 31
  33. Chapter 32
  34. Chapter 33
  35. Chapter 34
  36. Chapter 35
  37. Chapter 36
  38. Chapter 37
  39. Chapter 38
  40. Chapter 39
  41. Chapter 40
  42. Chapter 41
  43. Chapter 42
  44. Chapter 43
  45. Chapter 44
  46. Chapter 45
  47. Chapter 46
  48. Chapter 47
  49. Chapter 48
  50. Chapter 49
  51. Chapter 50
  52. Chapter 51
  53. Chapter 52
  54. Chapter 53
  55. Chapter 54
  56. Chapter 55
  57. Chapter 56
  58. Chapter 57
  59. Chapter 58
  60. Chapter 59
  61. Chapter 60
  62. Acknowledgements
  63. Canelo Crime
  64. About the Author
  65. Also by Rachel Lynch

He glanced at his computer screen. A police computer was the most robustly protected service available, and he took full advantage of that by handling all of his business affairs through it. No one was allowed in his office unless invited; it was a haven in which he could operate in complete privacy. There would always be too many questions at home. Here, he could create dozens of passwords and elevate confidentiality simply by encrypting each file for his eyes only. He’d been doing it for years. He looked at the screen and checked the balance of his offshore account in the Isle of Man. The government was tightening the noose around such tax loopholes and so he was in the process of transferring the whole lot into a new business venture here on the mainland. But it was tedious work and he left his accountant to sort out the detail.

He picked up his mobile and dialled a number.

‘Ormond here,’ he bellowed when the call was answered. He nodded and exchanged pleasantries, then dropped his voice, never sure of who might be listening.

‘I need some information on a fellow officer, and I need the utmost discretion,’ he said. ‘I want you to find something I can use. And while you’re at it, find out what she values the most in her life: cat, car, children… you get the idea.’

There was a short pause.

‘Her name is Detective Inspector Kelly Porter.’

He hung up and punched a different number into his phone.

‘Has it been done?’

‘Yes, guv.’

He was the gaffer and no one else.

Chapter 26

‘How well do you know Neil, Dad?’

Thomas Watson was driving his children home. Millie was quiet in the back, and Jordan sat up front with his father.

‘Just from the golf club. He was one of the first people to reach out to us when we moved here.’ The memory pained him and he bit his lip. Jordan saw it and stared out of the window.

‘I don’t like him.’

‘Why ever not? He’s a thoroughly decent man.’

‘He might be decent on the outside, but his staff don’t like him, and he looked disgusted when I said you were offering a reward for information about Keira’s death.’

‘I agree, Dad,’ Millie piped up. ‘I don’t think Kelly likes him either. She’s sharp around him.’

‘Maybe he’s acting strangely because he doesn’t know what else to do. I mean, he knew your mother personally. He has the resources and the power to make this investigation a priority. It can’t be easy being that close and not getting answers.’

‘It’s only been two days!’ Jordan’s outburst was aggressive and his father admonished him. All their nerves were frayed and it was becoming increasingly wearing living under the same roof as one another. Only Grandma kept them from snapping all the time.