Back The Demon Club
Chapters (77)
  1. Cover
  2. Discover the series you can’t put down …
  3. Epigraph
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Keep Reading …
  70. When things get rough, we should all have a friend like Ben Hope …
  71. TERROR HAS A NAME …
  72. ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE.
  73. DEEP SOUTH.DEEPER SECRETS.
  74. Spring 2021
  75. About the Author
  76. By the same author:
  77. About the Publisher

‘On closer inspection of the burnt-out vehicle I found a small hole in the fuel tank. Small enough that it could be easily missed at a glance, but big enough to allow approximately half the tank’s contents to leak out all over the ground. Which would render the vehicle unroadworthy and basically unusable until the hole was plugged or the tank replaced. But I don’t think it was being driven in that condition. I think the hole was made more recently, with something sharp. Like a very slim, needlepoint knife blade.’

‘For what reason?’

Vaughn replied, ‘Well, it could have been done deliberately to drain part of the tank’s contents into a container, such as the melted jerrycan I found on the scene. Which would imply to me that the fire was started on purpose, and not the result of a bullet accidentally getting into the electricals. The corpse might have been doused in petrol after being shot.’

‘Why would Hope do that?’

‘Potentially, to conceal the identity of the body from us. I’m not saying that’s the case. It’s just a theory, based on a hunch.’

His boss reflected on this. ‘I hear you. We’ll know soon enough, when we DNA the tissue sample and examine the teeth.’

‘The teeth alone wouldn’t necessarily prove anything,’ Vaughn said. ‘Except that Hope was able to obtain a similar denture.’

‘Where from?’

Vaughn shrugged. ‘The subject could have provided him with one. Maybe a spare that he carried with him. Again, I’m not basing that on any kind of cast-iron evidence. I wouldn’t even call it a suspicion. But it’s worth remembering who you’re dealing with here.’

His boss reflected a moment longer. ‘Good work, Vaughn. Hurry back to London with those samples. The sooner we start running these tests, the better.’

‘On my way,’ Vaughn said, and ended the call.

In London, the man whom Ben Hope knew as Saunders put down the phone and leaned back in his chair, his high forehead crinkled into a pensive frown as he weighed up what he’d been told. If his man Vaughn’s hunch was in any way plausible, the logical implications were concerning.