THEIR FINAL MOMENTS an addictive crime thriller full of absolutely breathtaking twists by JANE ADAMS

Author:JANE ADAMS [ADAMS, JANE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Joffe Books Crime Mysteries and Thrillers
Published: 2019-04-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

The murder in the woods near Honiton, just above the Jacksons’ farm at Colwell Barton, had made the national evening news. At that point, no connection had been made between this and the three others attributed to Bowen, but, as had become typical, Jake Bowen himself had drawn public attention to his latest escapade.

The pictures of Liz and Macey standing in the woods surrounded by half-burnt candles appeared in two of the morning editions of the tabloids.

Liz found Macey staring at the front pages scattered over the top of his desk.

‘You’ve seen them then?’

‘What do you think?’ He looked up at her, then pushed an office chair in her direction. ‘Sit down before you fall down. Christ, you look bad!’

‘Thanks a bunch. I didn’t sleep, OK? You got a cigarette?’

‘Thought you’d given up.’

He pushed the packet towards her. Liz was new to this game, a mere trainee. He wondered, looking at her pale face and red eyes, if she’d be changing her mind on a career in journalism. Most kids at her stage of the game were writing Local Notes on the village fete, not encountering dead bodies in remote woodland. Her hands trembled as she sparked up and she drew a deep, unsteady breath before managing a weak smile.

‘I’ll be OK,’ she said.

‘Sure you will. Sure you will. We’ve been summoned to another chat with Detective Inspector Michael Croft later this morning. Dumb shit probably wants to accuse me of taking these.’ He gestured angrily at the tabloid pictures. ‘God, Liz, but I wish I bloody had. I truly do.’

‘You don’t mean that.’

‘Don’t I? All my working life I’ve waited for something like this. It falls in my lap and I can’t take advantage. There’s no justice. No bloody justice at all.’ Liz said nothing; she was learning to take little notice of Macey’s bluster. Instead, she pulled the pictures towards her, trying to be calm.

‘He’d have to think you were some kind of cool shit to have taken these,’ she said. ‘Stood there with a dead body, set the camera on a timer and posed with that real shocked look on your fat face.’

She broke down then, covering her face with her cigarette-free hand and sobbing bitterly, still deep in shock.

‘He was there, Macey. There in the woods watching us all the time. We could be dead by now, don’t you understand that? You’re going on about missing the chance of a lifetime and we could be fucking dead.’

Macey reached out and put what he hoped was a comforting hand on Liz’s shoulder. She was right; he just didn’t want to tell himself that. The two pictures that had been spread right across the front pages of the morning news showed the clearing in the gully shadowed by trees and slightly unfocused, as though to preserve some sense of decency. But clear enough and in the foreground, the shock and disbelief on their faces so plainly written, stood Liz and Macey.

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