Back Sudden Death
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

They assembled around his screen once more and watched as he played a video posted by a social media account belonging to somebody called @Sasha4, late Sunday night. It showed two girls, barely eighteen, if they were even that old, walking across the gravel towards the entrance of Laurie Fell house. They weren’t trying to hide, indicating they were supposed to be there, unlike the other videos. Their faces were smothered in make-up and they wore sparkly earrings and furry coats. The video was taken as a selfie and it wobbled with the taker’s unsteady hand. Each girl could be seen to be carrying a large bottle of what appeared to be alcohol, and both smoked cigarettes. They beamed into the camera. The strapline read: ‘Going at it hard. $$$Bills’.

It was crass, cringe-worthy, immature and off-putting, but that wasn’t the point. It was evidence that at least two people were invited to the grounds of the Laurie Fell estate on Sunday night. And they weren’t pilots or politicians.

Chapter 37

The not-so-young activist who’d thrown the egg at Lord Reilly was a professional troublemaker. The report on Neil Hardy’s background revealed that he’d started his protesting career in the nineties with the poll tax riots. Since then he’d been arrested at football matches, various industrial strikes at the Barrow shipyard, and a car plant in Essex, making his way steadily up to hunt sabotaging. There was a wealth of information on him, and he’d been arrested for affray and assault a total of fifteen times. His arrest for egging Lord Reilly would likely land him a prison sentence.

A small group of journalists had got wind of the video online and had begun the trial by public opinion, which always ended badly. They jumped on the egg-thrower outside the station and he’d arrived pleased with himself that he’d got attention for his cause. He was cocky and reckless.

Two detective constables were tasked with his interview held in a station in the centre of Manchester. Kelly watched by video link, and had the ability to direct the questioning. Her job was to watch him and interfere as little as she could, giving her an impression of the man who’d caused Lord Reilly the very open and widely reported embarrassment during the conference. Whether or not the same man could have been involved somehow in the bringing down of the aircraft remained to be seen.