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Contents ( 78)
  1. Contents
  2. Preface
  3. Part One
  4. Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
  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. Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
  24. Chapter 19
  25. Chapter 20
  26. Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Transcript of a video recorded by Ben Elmys Eleven Years Later
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Extract from a transcript of a recorded safeguarding interview
  34. Chapter 26
  35. Chapter 27
  36. Chapter 28
  37. Extract from the court report of R v. Elmys
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. Transcript of a video recorded by Ben Elmys Eleven Years Later
  41. Extract from Harriet Kealty’s email journal
  42. Chapter 31
  43. Chapter 32
  44. Part Two
  45. Chapter 33
  46. Chapter 34
  47. Chapter 35
  48. Chapter 36
  49. Chapter 37
  50. Chapter 38
  51. Chapter 39
  52. Chapter 40
  53. Chapter 41
  54. Chapter 42
  55. Chapter 43
  56. Chapter 44
  57. Chapter 45
  58. Chapter 46
  59. Chapter 47
  60. Chapter 48
  61. Chapter 49
  62. Chapter 50
  63. Chapter 51
  64. Chapter 52
  65. Chapter 53
  66. Chapter 54
  67. Chapter 55
  68. Chapter 56
  69. Chapter 57
  70. Chapter 58
  71. Chapter 59
  72. Chapter 60
  73. Chapter 61
  74. The Beach
  75. Chapter 62
  76. Chapter 63
  77. Acknowledgements
  78. 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.