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Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. August
  4. Day 1: Saturday
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Day 2: Sunday
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Day 3: Monday
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Day 4: Tuesday
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Day 5: Wednesday
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Day 6: Thursday
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Day 7: Friday
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Day 8: Saturday
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Day 9: Sunday
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Day 10: Monday
  58. Two months later
  59. Chapter 54
  60. Acknowledgements
  61. Detective Clare Mackay
  62. Canelo Crime
  63. About the Author
  64. Also by Marion Todd

He frowned. ‘Sure you’re okay to be here?’

‘I am. Much better than yesterday.’

‘Okay,’ he said. ‘Here if you need me.’

‘Oh,’ she said, remembering Luke Gasparini. ‘Any sign of that hire car?’

He shook his head. ‘They never came back to us. I’ll chase it as soon as they open, though.’

Clare nodded her thanks and moved to the whiteboard to begin the briefing. ‘Okay,’ she said. ‘Thanks for turning out, everyone. I think we’re starting to make progress.’ She looked at the board for a moment then said, ‘First of all, anything come in overnight?’

Chris raised a hand. ‘David Fox agreed to remain in custody until his DNA comes back.’

‘Dundee?’

‘Yeah. They kept him last night and they’ll bring him over if he needs to be charged.’

‘Thanks, Chris. That it?’

He indicated it was and Clare looked back at the board again. She tapped Gaby’s photo. ‘Yesterday, as most of you know, we found Gaby in a cottage about half an hour from here. She was comatose and close to death, having ingested a large quantity of diazepam.’

‘Suicide?’ Gary asked.

Clare shook her head. ‘It seems unlikely, although Gaby’s recollection is hazy. My thoughts are someone added the tablets to her coffee.’

‘How much had she taken?’ Bill asked.

‘The medics reckon around forty or fifty milligrams. Certainly a toxic dose for someone of Gaby’s size. She’d been prescribed five-milligram tablets so we’re only talking eight, maybe ten, needed to kill her.’

Nita raised her hand. ‘Any idea who’s responsible?’

‘Possibly,’ Clare said. ‘We’re working on the theory that Luke Gasparini was desperate for money and decided to kill his wife.’

‘Bit extreme,’ Bill said.

Clare nodded. ‘I agree. But he’s in one hell of a mess with money. Plus he tried to blame Russell’s death on his wife and brother-in-law, an account which we now think is untrue.’

The room fell silent as they considered this. Then Janey spoke.

‘Will you release David Fox if the DNA isn’t a match?’

Clare hesitated. ‘Probably. But I’d like to get hold of Luke Gasparini first. As I said, Luke and David’s stories contradict each other so one of them’s lying. And then there’s Doug Gerrard. He part-owns Lamond Lodge, giving him ample opportunity to scope out likely vantage points for the killer. And he could have posed a weapon there, ahead of their stay. He also owns the cottage where Gaby was found unconscious. So he is now back to being a person of interest.’

Clare looked back at the photos of the house party. Then she remembered the security guard. ‘Has Mark Mooney been in touch?’

Chris shook his head.

‘Okay. We’ll give him till mid-morning then we’ll call round again. I’m starting to think he could have a reason for staying away.’