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

A certain hush fell when they got involved. It was as if by behaving as quietly as possible, some of the pain they dealt with might go away. It was a curious human trait. Kelly could never get her head around why anyone would want to work in the child abuse team. They watched the worst child porn and graded hideous images, from all over the world, all day long, every day. She had no idea how they did it.

Four members of the team arrived and they were shown into the incident room. It would have to be a separate inquiry, because they possessed certain specialist skills and resources that a regular crime team simply didn’t have the time or experience to process. All the images had been handed over, including the video footage. It would all have to be trawled through and matched to the child abuse image database (CAID), which aided police with grading images and identifying children.

They’d look for things like carpet patterns, bedspread fabrics, door sizes, points of interest out of windows or on reflections, and of course, the children’s faces. It was harrowing.

‘They’ve already identified, after a cursory scroll though, several other pupils at Sasha and Chloe’s school,’ Kate said as they walked into the incident room together.

Kelly shook her head. It made her blood boil. They were only touching the edge of a sordid world that she could never understand, and she had huge respect for the members of the team who sat waiting for them. They looked like ordinary coppers. They drank coffee, wrote notes and chatted about the snow storms. But what they saw must change them, Kelly thought.

She invited the team to talk them through what they intended to do with the images and files. Then she filled them in on her perspective from the ongoing case.

‘It looks like your list of potential saboteurs just got bigger,’ one said. It was no surprise that another department in the building was following the high-profile case of the helicopter crash.

Kelly acknowledged this as the case. It was not uncommon for parents and relatives of missing children, who suspected their child was taken by organised groups involved in the dark web, to start their own investigations and go after perps, vigilante style.

She had to consider everything.