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Chapters (61)
  1. Cover
  2. PRAISE FOR HELEN FIELDS
  3. PRAISE FOR THE SHADOW MAN
  4. Dedication
  5. Prologue
  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. Chapter Twenty-Four
  30. Chapter Twenty-Five
  31. Chapter Twenty-Six
  32. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  33. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  34. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  35. Chapter Thirty
  36. Chapter Thirty-One
  37. Chapter Thirty-Two
  38. Chapter Thirty-Three
  39. Chapter Thirty-Four
  40. Chapter Thirty-Five
  41. Chapter Thirty-Six
  42. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  43. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  44. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  45. Chapter Forty
  46. Chapter Forty-One
  47. Chapter Forty-Two
  48. Chapter 1
  49. Chapter 2
  50. Acknowledgements
  51. Keep Reading …
  52. And if you enjoyed The Shadow Man, you’ll love the D.I. Callanach series from Helen Fields …
  53. On a remote Highland mountain, a body is burning …
  54. Welcome to Edinburgh.Murder capital of Europe.
  55. The worst dangers are the ones we can’t see …
  56. When silence falls, who will hear their cries?
  57. Your darkest moment is your most vulnerable …
  58. He had never heard himself scream before. It was terrifying …
  59. About the Author
  60. By the same author
  61. About the Publisher

Nothing happened. They pulled again, pushing down harder. Meggy grabbed the metal plate and shoved it back into the gap between door and frame, sliding it up and down. It met with no resistance.

‘Why won’t it open?’ Meggy screeched, thumping the door.

Elspeth took the plate from her fingers and ran it upwards. It hit metal with a delicate clunk. She ran it downwards and the same happened. Took it out and ran it all the way down to the bottom of the door. Repeated the manoeuvre at the very top. Same. Then she tried pushing the plate into the other locks.

Letting her head fall against the door, eyes closed, hands hanging at her sides, she sighed.

‘I’m sorry, sweetheart. It’s a five-bolt door. It must be on a central system that doesn’t work when you move one catch individually. We can’t get out.’

‘No,’ Meggy growled. ‘I don’t believe you. I think you’re scared and you want to stay in here so you don’t have to fight him. Give me the metal.’

Elspeth did as Meggy asked, taking a step back and letting her work it out for herself. Rushing her would do no good. She looked into the sitting room at the broken, dangling lamp and knew they were just filling in time. Fergus wasn’t going to appreciate the redecoration. No amount of pushing would get the lamp to stay on the ceiling, and they sure as hell weren’t going out through the front door.

‘We have to get out,’ Elspeth whispered. ‘We have to get out of here right now. We can’t survive this.’

She stared at the hole in the ceiling, at the grime around the edge of the ancient plasterboard, at the crumbling fixture.

‘Do you think we could get out through the ceiling and the roof?’ Meggy asked.

Elspeth considered it. ‘It’s too high. We barely reached the light fitting, so doing any serious damage to the ceiling without ladders and tools will be impossible. Gravity’s going to work against us, and in the roof there’ll be thick joists, brickwork, and tiles outside.’ She crossed her arms and looked around the room. ‘How long do you think he’s lived here? I think it’s a long time. The internal fittings are old.’