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Chapters (69)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. The First Crossing
  6. Chapter One
  7. Chapter Two
  8. Chapter Three
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Chapter Six
  12. Chapter Seven
  13. Chapter Eight
  14. Chapter Nine
  15. Chapter Ten
  16. Chapter Eleven
  17. Chapter Twelve
  18. Chapter Thirteen
  19. Chapter Fourteen
  20. Chapter Fifteen
  21. Chapter Sixteen
  22. Chapter Seventeen
  23. Chapter Eighteen
  24. Chapter Nineteen
  25. Chapter Twenty
  26. Chapter Twenty-One
  27. Chapter Twenty-Two
  28. Chapter Twenty-Three
  29. Cross Country
  30. Chapter Twenty-Four
  31. Chapter Twenty-Five
  32. Chapter Twenty-Six
  33. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  34. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  35. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  36. Chapter Thirty
  37. Chapter Thirty-One
  38. Chapter Thirty-Two
  39. Chapter Thirty-Three
  40. Chapter Thirty-Four
  41. Chapter Thirty-Five
  42. Chapter Thirty-Six
  43. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  44. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  45. The Woods
  46. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  47. Chapter Forty
  48. Chapter Forty-One
  49. Chapter Forty-Two
  50. Chapter Forty-Three
  51. Chapter Forty-Four
  52. Chapter Forty-Five
  53. Chapter Forty-Six
  54. Chapter Forty-Seven
  55. Chapter Forty-Eight
  56. Chapter Forty-Nine
  57. Chapter Fifty
  58. Chapter Fifty-One
  59. Chapter Fifty-Two
  60. Chapter Fifty-Three
  61. Chapter Fifty-Four
  62. Chapter Fifty-Five
  63. Chapter Fifty-Six
  64. The Last Crossing
  65. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  66. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  67. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  68. Acknowledgements
  69. Copyright

‘Are you OK, sir?’ she asked, leaning over and touching his shoulder.

Tony smiled as he felt the ferry move further out. He knew he should be afraid, this far from shore, but the crossing was warm and gentle and brought with it, not silence and darkness, but the sweet taste of flasked tea, the smell of Karen’s perfume, the sound of Ann’s laugh, the tenderness of Alice’s hand on his shoulder, and the sight, not of Martin Kelly as he’d feared, but of his father and mother and Danny, and Ann and his son, all somehow together at the table with him.

Joining him on this last crossing.

‘Sir?’ the girl repeated.

Beside her, the child called to his mother.

Acknowledgements

Acknowledgements

I owe a huge debt of gratitude to many people who helped me bring this book to fruition. Since I first wrote Borderlands, in 2003, I’ve been incredibly fortunate to have been supported by two Davids. Dave Torrans has always been such a champion of my writing and this book simply would not have been finished without his advice and encouragement; likewise, Dave Headley has been such an advocate for my work from day one and continues to be a source of huge encouragement and guidance now as my agent. I’m very grateful to them both.

The book also benefited from the insight and encouragement of Adrian McKinty, Steve Cavanagh, Ann Cleeves, Claire Allan and Gerard Brennan. I’m grateful to them, and to so many other members of the crime-writing community for their friendship and collegial support.

I’m immensely grateful to the team at The Dome Press – in particular, my editor Rebecca Lloyd – for taking a chance on The Last Crossing.

Thanks also to my many teaching colleagues and students who have been so supportive of my writing over the past decade or more. Special thanks to the members of The Magic Conch for their insights: Jamie, Niamh, Franki, Maya, Michelle, Shonagh, Megan, Tara, Sara, Alannah, and Saoirse.

Thanks to Emily Hickman for her continued support and good advice and to Jenny Hewson, Emma Warnock, Susan McGilloway and Patricia Devine for their help with various aspects of this book.

Special thanks to the McGilloways, Dohertys, O’Neills and Kerlins for their support, and most especially Carmel, Joe, Dermot and my mum, Katrina.

My continued love and thanks to Tanya, Ben, Tom, David and Lucy who bring me more joy than I can ever fully express.

Finally, this book is dedicated to the memory of my father, Laurence, the finest, the kindest and the gentlest man I have ever known.

Copyright

Published by The Dome Press, 2020

Copyright © Brian McGilloway 2020

The moral right of Brian McGilloway to be recognised as the author of this work has been asserted in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form without the express written permission of the publisher.