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Chapters (81)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
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  44. Forty
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  48. Forty-four
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  62. Fifty-eight
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  64. Sixty
  65. Sixty-one
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  68. Sixty-four
  69. Sixty-five
  70. Sixty-six
  71. Sixty-seven
  72. Epilogue
  73. Acknowledgments
  74. Read More
  75. Prologue
  76. One
  77. Two
  78. Three
  79. Four
  80. Follow Merilyn online
  81. Dedication

Carla studied his face. He had to know – how could he not? The signs were all there. Eve knew the identity of the letter writer. But maybe she hadn’t told Gerry and he genuinely believed it was some random stalker.

Gerry pushed back his chair. ‘I’ve got to go. I’ve given you the letters. That’s all I wanted to do.’

Carla stood. ‘Will you let me know if you get any more?’

‘Of course.’ He looked uncomfortable.

‘You did the right thing, showing me,’ she said.

He half smiled. ‘Did I?’

‘I promise I’ll find out who is sending them.’

He gave a short laugh. ‘Yeah, that’s what I’m afraid of.’

And before she could ask him why, he gave a brief wave, picked up his cold coffee, and left.

Nineteen

Nell could see Bremer in his office, but there was no sign of Carla. Irritated, she took two more pills, swigging them down with a cold coffee from her desk.

‘What the hell’s the point of having an analyst if she’s never here?’

Paul glanced up from his phone. ‘Even civvies are allowed to eat.’ Seeing Nell’s questioning look, he added, ‘I saw her in the canteen as we went past. Talking to that big sergeant from downstairs.’

‘That doesn’t narrow it down much.’

‘Eve’s husband.’

‘Oh. What’s she doing with him?’

‘I asked her to speak with him.’ Bremer was leaning against the frame of his office door. ‘Is that all right with you, Sergeant?’

Paul looked away from Nell, lowering his eyes to his phone. She was on her own then.

‘Of course. There’s just a few things I’d like her to check out for me.’

‘Well, you know where her computer is.’ He smiled brightly and she wished the pills would kick in quicker. What was it with him and Carla? Was she his pet project or something?

‘Sure, I’ll take a look.’

Bremer smiled again. ‘Good. She’ll be back any minute now. I asked her to speak to Sergeant Graham about his wife and the letter we received.’

Paul looked up. ‘Has there been a development relating to the O’Brian reference in it?’

Bremer walked over and sat on the edge of Carla’s desk. ‘No. But when I found out she was the pathologist on his murder I wanted to make sure our backs are covered.’

‘You think Eve is involved?’ Nell’s tone was meant to suggest that she didn’t.

‘No. But the letter writer clearly knows a lot about our Eve and our work, so I think it’s an angle we ought to pursue.’ He smiled at her. ‘Even if we do only send a civvy to do the job.’