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

‘Ah, it’ll be fine.’ She walked to the window and peered out. She checked her watch and glanced at the whiteboard, connected to the laptop on the desk, ready for the brief about the CCTV, newly installed at Aira Force car park. A spate of robberies of the parking machine had resulted in the National Trust’s decision to pay for CCTV in several car parks, and as always, it worked to the advantage of the police. That stretch of road along Ullswater was dark and narrow. At least they stood a chance of catching some number plates off vehicles travelling towards or away from Laurie Fell on Sunday night and Monday morning. Kelly sat down to study the footage that had been ploughed through by a uniform downstairs, over the last few days. As she sat studying the list of VRNs, members of her team drifted towards the large conference table and placed mugs of coffee and bottles of water down, alongside pens and pads. When she was happy everybody was ready, she drew their attention to the stills isolated by the technical team.

‘Of course, the CCTV here on the A592 only captures traffic travelling east and west from this point; it doesn’t tell us who might have arrived from the Pooley Bridge end of the lake. However, we’ve got some interesting hits, as you can see. Kate, can you get the lights?’ she asked.

Kate flicked the lights off and the team waited in silence.

‘Here, we’ve got a taxi coming from the west, and we’ve identified one of the pilots in the passenger seat. The taxi firm has been contacted, and they’ve confirmed there were two passengers, another male,’ she said. The team watched as she played footage from Saturday.

‘The time is one forty-three p.m. so this fits with the WhatsApp messages sent to the girlfriends. We have to assume that they weren’t worried about the helicopter being hangared outside overnight, else they would’ve flagged it up. The AAIB have also confirmed that it’s normal practice, as long as the correct equipment is used, and they’ve established that it was.’

Kelly went on. ‘This is Lord Reilly, travelling east from Glenridding towards Laurie Fell, at seven twenty-three p.m. on Saturday, in the passenger seat of a government vehicle. This is the same car returning Sunday morning, presumably for conference engagements, which we have confirmed he attended, then here he is travelling back again. There is no footage of him travelling back to Glenridding on Sunday night. So we have him present at Laurie Fell on Monday morning for the helicopter flight.’

She allowed people to get their heads around the details. ‘Now, this one is the most insightful, I think.’ She flicked another slide up onto the interactive board and enlarged the image. She saw Rob and Dan squint and lean forward. ‘Is that Chloe Granger?’ Dan asked.