Back Silent Night
Chapters (60)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Sixteen hours before the murder
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Fifteen hours before the murder
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Thirteen hours before the murder
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Twelve hours before the murder
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Eleven hours before the murder
  27. Chapter 19
  28. Chapter 20
  29. Chapter 21
  30. Ten hours before the murder
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Nine hours before the murder
  35. Chapter 25
  36. Chapter 26
  37. Chapter 27
  38. Eight hours before the murder
  39. Chapter 28
  40. Chapter 29
  41. Chapter 30
  42. Five hours before the murder
  43. Chapter 31
  44. Chapter 32
  45. Chapter 33
  46. Forty-five minutes before the murder
  47. Chapter 34
  48. Chapter 35
  49. Chapter 36
  50. Fifteen minutes before the murder
  51. Chapter 37
  52. Chapter 38
  53. After
  54. Chapter 39
  55. Chapter 40
  56. Keep Reading …
  57. Acknowledgements
  58. About the Author
  59. By the same author:
  60. About the Publisher

I sat in stunned silence for a moment. Did anyone at Lincoln School for the Deaf know how cruel Steve could be? Could he have done something that terrible again, leading to his death?

We pulled into the school car park, and Singh turned off the engine but didn’t get out for a moment.

‘It wasn’t entirely clear whether Steve left of his own accord, to explore a new role, or if he’d been pushed out eventually by the governors. If he’d been here much longer, I expect he would have ended up behaving in the same way, but the school was in need of a head teacher, so they might not have looked too closely at his history.’

Liz Marcek was waiting for us when we walked in.

I don’t have a lot of time for you this morning, she told Singh. Can it wait?

‘I’m afraid not,’ he replied with a frown.

Fine, fine. She reluctantly led us into her office, where she sat down behind her desk rather than at the low table where we’d previously talked.

‘Miss Marcek, can I ask why you didn’t see fit to tell us the real reason behind Jane Villiers’ retirement?’

For a moment Liz sat motionless, like a deer faced with a poacher’s lamp. She clasped her hands together and looked down at her desk, and when she looked up her face was noticeably paler.

To be honest, I didn’t want it to end up in the newspapers, she replied eventually, looking defeated. When it happened, we managed to keep it quiet, and I thought we’d escaped with the school’s reputation intact. Now suddenly there are reports about a missing student and a murdered teacher, and I’d thought the worst thing that could happen to this school would be some journalist finding out about underage students having sex in a classroom. As it is I’m already trying to calm parents’ fears about their children’s safety. Can you imagine the uproar if that got out as well?

‘While I understand your concerns, there’s a big difference between telling a journalist and telling the police.’

How was I to know it wouldn’t get out? she asked indignantly.

Singh folded his arms, tension showing in the rigidity of his jawline, and I could tell he was working hard to hold himself in check. ‘We have procedures to follow in any investigation regarding which information is released to the public. Unless we felt it was in the public interest to know we wouldn’t have shared it. It wasn’t your place to decide whether or not we needed this information. There could be a connection to Leon’s disappearance and the video that was made of Bradley and Courtney, and we’ve wasted valuable time because you were more concerned about the school’s reputation than you were with us finding a missing, vulnerable child.’