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Sudden Death

Rachel Lynch
Chapters (68)
  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. Chapter 61
  63. Chapter 62
  64. Chapter 63
  65. Acknowledgements
  66. Canelo Crime
  67. About the Author
  68. Also by Rachel Lynch

Cover

Sudden Death

Chapter 1

Kelly Porter adjusted her seatbelt. It felt tight. Too tight. But she knew that this was just her imagination. It wasn’t that she’d put on weight; though Christmas was just around the corner, she hadn’t over-indulged just yet. It wasn’t that the belt, or her seat, had changed position in the night. And it wasn’t that she was wearing the wrong coat. It was none of those things.

She just felt off.

At forty, and a new mother, she could’ve blamed hormones, baby weight, and any manner of minor irritations, but she didn’t. She knew full well what was going on, and she pulled the driver’s mirror down, for the twentieth time, to check her make-up. Millie, her nanny, had arrived early this morning, to take care of Lizzie. Today was a big day, and Millie knew it, but they didn’t discuss it. At just over four months old, Lizzie was blissfully unaware of what lay ahead for her mother today, though it was tempting to use her as a sounding board, safe in the knowledge that she wouldn’t understand a word. But one day she would, and Kelly knew that kids repeat what they hear at home. She’d been a copper for enough years to know that. It’s how they caught many parents who happened to be criminals; or were they criminals who happened to be parents?

She kept her chat with her daughter to gurgles and playful squeals. In itself, this drove her to the worrying realisation, at times, that she thought she was going mad. The absence of adult conversation at home, except with Millie when she arrived for her shift, and when she handed over at night, or her stepdaughter, Josie, studying for her A levels, bothered her. It was different at work of course. As the gaffer of the serious crime unit for the northern Lakes in Cumbria, she enjoyed plenty of chat in the office, but it wasn’t really the kind of exchange she craved. It was all statistics, case files, and people doing horrible shit to each other. What she really needed this morning was someone to tell her everything would be okay when she faced Johnny in court. Her ex-boyfriend, and Lizzie’s dad.