Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Acknowledgements
- Canelo Crime
- About the Author
- Also by Rachel Lynch
She finished frothing milk and stirred his coffee, passing him the cup. ‘I think I’d like that, and so would Lizzie,’ she said.
He smiled and Kelly thought she’d never seen him so nervous. It made her feel deeply conscious of how much Johnny wanted his family back.
‘When’s Josie back?’ he asked.
It was telling of his relationship with his oldest daughter that Kelly knew her plans before he did. Kelly knew that the bad weather wouldn’t have stalled the expedition in Borrowdale. Josie had been hiking with her father for as long as they’d been together, and would love the challenge.
‘She’s back tomorrow. She’s not allowed her mobile until then, so it might come as a bit of a shock that you’re suddenly around the house. I’ll talk to her,’ Kelly said.
Johnny nodded and sipped his coffee.
‘I need to go,’ she said. She went to her daughter and picked her up to kiss her, and the girl squirmed to get her father’s attention. Typical of small humans everywhere, she was letting her mother know that she was nailing her allegiance firmly to the parent who was around the most at the moment. Kelly snuggled into her neck and gathered her things.
‘Thanks for digging me out,’ she said to Johnny. They kissed.
The drop in temperature outside made her rush to the car, and she almost slipped on the fresh snow, which had frozen as soon as it hit the ground. Johnny had cleared the windscreen for her and had the heating running for half an hour. It was cosy inside and she set her Toughpad up with the Bluetooth in the car to occupy her as she queued in traffic to get to Penrith.
Paul Edderbridge, released pending the continuation of his cooperation, was due back in the station this morning, and the forensic report of his girlfriend’s place had been sent to her via email. Sat in traffic, she glanced at it and her stomach dropped to her guts. She read that the flat, shared with his girlfriend, who he used as a punch bag, as well as three young children who were terrified of him, was a chaotic tip. Underneath the detritus the team had discovered various items of interest and one of them was a collection of simple diagrams of a helicopter hydraulic system.
She called Kate, who hadn’t made it out of Keswick yet. Rob, however, had spent another night at Eden House, and was fired up at his desk already. Kelly spoke to him.
‘How many coffees have you had already?’ she asked.
‘Only one,’ he replied. ‘A squad car has been sent to Paul Edderbridge’s residence, but has reported back that he wasn’t home and he didn’t come home last night either.’
‘Bugger,’ she said.