Chapters (48)
- Title Page
- Dedication
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- Also Available by Jo Spain
- AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY
‘Lovely. Don’t suppose the drink is on the house, no? Seeing as I don’t get out much these days?’
Derek held out his palm for the money, while Sean made a show of searching his pockets for his wallet.
‘Tight bastard,’ he said, as the other man limped down to the till at the far end of the counter. ‘Polio as a kid,’ Sean added, catching Tom’s eye. ‘Made him bitter.’
‘I see.’
‘So. Are you going to tell me what Joe Kennedy has done or do I have to get there through a series of guesses?’
‘It’s what he hasn’t done,’ Tom sighed. ‘Or won’t do, to be more accurate.’ He twirled the stem of his glass between his fingers. ‘I take it you know what we’re dealing with up in Glendalough?’
‘I have my sources. Can’t say I’m surprised. We’ve had too many women vanish into thin air over the years. It was either a massive coincidence or a serial killer at work. He had to slip up sometime.’
‘There’s something not right, though. I don’t know if we’d have ever discovered those bodies if one of them hadn’t been buried as shallow as she was. The rest were a good six feet down. Has he slipped up or is it intentional?’
‘You think he’s challenging you? Sick of the dozy, plodding coppers not knowing what he’s capable of?’
Tom shrugged.
‘We won’t know what his game is until we catch him, or until he communicates with us in some way. I’m petrified for that girl, Fiona Holland. You know she has a baby?’
Sean shook his head. This was new information, something even the media were unaware of.
‘Maybe he’s giving you and her a chance,’ he mused.
‘Maybe. Anyway, we met with the victims’ families. Most of the women seem to fit a profile. Single, outgoing, independent. That’s how I’d describe them. Others have used … different words.’
‘Ah.’ Sean sipped his drink. ‘Not prim and proper little girls, is that what you’re getting at?’
‘Pretty much. Some of our colleagues didn’t exactly rush to launch investigations into the disappearances at the time. They presumed the women had just run off. The families’ concerns were dismissed.’
‘You raised this with Kennedy and he didn’t react as you would have expected.’
It wasn’t a question.
Tom nodded, shifting in his seat to get a better look at his friend.
‘You say that like you’re not surprised,’ he said.
‘The only thing that surprises me is your reaction.’