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

‘As you know, part of our job is sharing information with the international community and policing the dark web. It’s come to our attention that several of the images and videos, found on electrical equipment at Laurie Fell, have duplicated hits all over Europe. The database has matched the few we inputted on a tentative trial basis, as standard, just in case, if you will. And they’ve flagged links to a ring that is being investigated out of South America. It’s run by a web domain called The Chief.’

Chapter 56

Nellie put on her coat slowly. She felt as though everybody’s eyes were on her. The police woman behind the desk, who reissued her private belongings, seemed to be smirking at her. The officer who opened the door for her, and offered to call a cab, seemed to mock her and watch as she walked down the steps. She felt dirty and very alone. The lawyer from Tactika had already gone.

Her father would have known what to do, but then she realised that he would also have been angry with her for failing to follow basic rules. It had been so easy. Her instructions from George were abundantly clear, and he’d even started to tidy up with her, helping to carry bags and cart equipment to outhouses. He’d spent hours going through Bart’s computers and deleting things. She could guess what he was getting rid of. She was under no illusion what would happen next.

But no one would understand that it wasn’t her fault.

When faced with no choice, what does a person do? She didn’t feel sorry for any of the girls. They had to accept their position in life and get on with it, just like she had. She knew that everybody would feel sorry for the girls, and everybody would point their fingers at her. Bart was safe; he’d escaped. He would never be brought to justice. Donald would be better off dying in the hospital. So she was the one who’d be held accountable. These things had been done on her property, and she’d allowed them. She’d found the girls. She’d helped set up introductions, she’d taken money and enjoyed the lifestyle, all so it stopped happening to her.