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  1. Cover
  2. INTRODUCINGKATIE MAGUIRE
  3. ALSO BY GRAHAM MASTERTON
  4. Title Page
  5. Copyright
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  59. About the Author
  60. An Invitation from the Publisher

‘Timbo Coffey, that was the traveller’s name,’ said Bill. ‘Coffey the Conker. There was a piece in the Examiner a couple of days ago about his bare-knuckle boxing days. But I have some new forensic results for you here, which I think might brighten up your day a little.’

He opened his briefcase and handed Katie a clear plastic envelope, about A4 size, with two ragged pieces of brown paper in it.

‘We found these yesterday afternoon stuck to the ceiling of the pharmacy lab. Almost the entire ceiling was scorched brown and discoloured with smoke, so we didn’t see them until we used the ultraviolet.’

‘Where did they come from?’ Katie asked him.

‘Of course they could have come from anything. There were shreds of paper all over the lab, thousands of them, like a snowstorm. And these two pieces – they have no identifying words or numbers on them. But, hallelujah, on one side of them they do have fingerprints. We whizzed them off to AFIS as a rush job, and they came back this morning and told us who they belonged to.’

‘And?’

‘They belong to a feen called Breaslain Hoobin. One of the O’Flynn gang, forty-three years old, with an address in Fair Hill and a record of assault, theft, criminal damage, drug possession and threatening behaviour. The box containing the bomb was covered in brown paper, and this tells us beyond any doubt that it was Breaslain Hoobin who carried it into the lab.’

‘So in all probability it was Thomas O’Flynn who set it up – as we pretty much guessed. But Mother of God – all he had to do was threaten them, those High Five. They were only kids. He didn’t have to blow them all to pieces. It was tragic.’

‘Unfortunately, we still don’t have sufficient forensic evidence to connect O’Flynn himself directly to the bomb. Of course there’s not a chance in hell that some thick violent eejit like Breaslain Hoobin could have thought of blowing up the pharmacy lab, or had the grade to pay James MacGreevy to put the bomb together for him. But we have no fingerprints or DNA that link O’Flynn either to its making or to its deployment.’