Contents ( 78)
- Contents
- Preface
- Part One
- Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Transcript of a video recorded by Ben Elmys Eleven Years Later
- Chapter 25
- Extract from a transcript of a recorded safeguarding interview
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Transcript of a video recorded by Ben Elmys Eleven Years Later
- Extract from Harriet Kealty’s email journal
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Part Two
- 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
- The Beach
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Acknowledgements
- Praise for The Other Side of Night
She didn’t trust him enough to share the whole truth, but giving him a nugget might prove useful. The concealment saddened her, because not so long ago there had been no secrets between them and he’d felt like family.
‘I thought Ben and the kid would be gone long enough for me to search the place.’
‘Social services wanted to do an unplanned visit to see the boy’s normal conditions. We met Dr Strange and the boy on the lane a few miles from the main road,’ he revealed. ‘Lucky really, otherwise we would have just turned up and found you.’
‘I shouldn’t even be talking to you,’ Harri remarked.
‘Your fight is with Powell, not me.’
‘So are you going to share notes? Like I’ve just done.’
Sabih was saved from answering. The door swung open and Ben entered, putting Harri on edge.
‘Have you two been trading secrets?’ he asked with a dark smile. ‘I hope so. I’ll be able to listen to the concealed recorders later.’
Harri shot Sabih a concerned look.
‘Come on,’ Ben said. ‘Do you think I’d bug my own home? What makes you think I’d even need to? We’re all nothing if not predictable.’ He beamed a broad grin, as though the three of them were old friends. ‘I’m going for a walk while the two busybodies do their mind probe on Elliot. Would you like to get some air, Ms Kealty?’
‘Don’t you need to stay?’ Harri asked.
‘They want to interview Elliot alone. I suppose they don’t want me there giving him signals and threatening him and whatnot,’ Ben replied. ‘Would you like to come? The fresh air might do you good. You can bring the muscle if you don’t feel safe being alone with me any more.’
‘The muscle?’ Sabih scoffed. ‘My name is Detective Sergeant Khan.’
‘I know who you are,’ Ben responded. ‘I never forget a name. Especially not yours.’
Sabih shook his head and shot Harri a quizzical look. She felt exactly the same way. Who was this guy and what was he on?
Ben fixed her with his intense gaze. ‘Well?’
‘OK, Mr Elmys. If this is what you want,’ Harri replied. ‘And no, I don’t need the muscle. I can handle myself just fine.’
Transcript of a video recorded by Ben Elmys Eleven Years Later
This video was discovered in Pilgrims Cave, near Lud’s Church in the Peak District.
BEN ELMYS
Remember the day at Longhaven, Harri? When those two social workers came to check on Elliot? We walked up to the ridge. It was windy. I tried to find patterns in the gorse. Isn’t that so much of life? The search for meaning in the meaningless? But do you know what I’ve realized after all these years? Life is just what happens. There is no divine plan, no script, no moral in the tale. Just a sequence of events that binds each of us to a story without purpose. The cosmic storyteller sets our path, but there is no point to it. We are the universe experiencing itself, reflecting on itself. We are existence. Still we look for meaning, determined to make sense of it all. I didn’t find patterns in the gorse that day, but I did discover one in your eyes.