Chapters (61)
- Cover
- PRAISE FOR HELEN FIELDS
- PRAISE FOR THE SHADOW MAN
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Acknowledgements
- Keep Reading …
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‘Think about this,’ she said. ‘Meggy’s address at Durward Grove is in Inch, south of Inch Park. Angela’s address is in Prestonfield, which is north of the top boundary of Inch Park, but still just about within walking distance.’
Baarda typed into his mobile. ‘Inch Park itself covers sixty-one acres,’ he read aloud. ‘So while their addresses look relatively distant, the parkland is the common ground between their homes.’
‘We need to gather the relevant information. Photos, maps of the park, information about how often Angela and Meggy each went to that park,’ she said.
‘Connie, you’re still talking about the same man shifting from adult females to a girl who isn’t even a teenager yet. I just don’t want to leap to any conclusions and get sidetracked. We were supposed to be looking for links between Angela and Elspeth.’
‘I’m not asking you to assume you have a single predator out there. I just need to see if there’s a chance Meggy and Angela frequented the same area,’ Connie said.
‘Okay, but Elspeth’s home is in the city centre, nowhere near Inch Park.’
Connie shrugged. ‘You got anything better than this at the moment?’
‘Fine,’ Baarda conceded. ‘You concentrate on Angela, I’ll follow up with Elspeth’s family, and I’ll ask one of the officers from MIT to do the same for Meggy. Given what her friend said about the man in the park, it’s an exercise they’ll be undertaking in any event.’
Nodding her agreement, Connie was already entering search terms into a database of psychiatric profiles. The photographs could wait. She already knew what those would show her.
‘Profile: Adult female victim + child female victim + violence + abduction + organised.’
She hit the search key and waited for the results.
Chapter Twenty-One
Wheelchair access to the sports centre wasn’t through the front door, and that suited Xavier fine. He had a priority parking space at the rear. When it was raining and holding an umbrella wasn’t practical, taking the shallow ramp down to the alleyway was just fine. There had been times in his life when he’d resented being made to feel different. An alternative doorway avoiding steps that also kept him out of queues and therefore out of sight – he’d had that with night clubs before. Seating at the edge of venues, purportedly with easier access but that actually just kept less able bodies out of view.