The Boy in the Snow by M. J. McGrath

Author:M. J. McGrath [McGrath, M. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 0670023698
Google: MpSaYZj6mxcC
Amazon: B007V65PH4
Publisher: Viking Adult
Published: 2012-11-08T08:00:00+00:00

From the Believers compound she drove up the winding track towards the Lodge. The ice was up now, and a few times the truck slalomed across the route and she toed the brakes and pulled it down a gear. As she drove she thought about the young girl who had been first up at the hotel in Nome then in the woods, trying to make sense of what she knew. The bodies of Lucas Littlefish and Jonny Doe had been meant to be found, she was sure of that. They had been so meticulously prepared, so carefully situated. Whoever had left Lucas out in the woods had kept the body frozen for more than three months before making his move. Perhaps the same was also true of Jonny Doe. If Anatoly Medvedev was right and Tommy Schofield had framed Galloway, then it seemed likely that Schofield had planned it, that he had either killed Lucas in order to frame Galloway or he was killing two birds with one stone so to speak and had concocted the frame-up as a convenient way of disposing of Lucas’s body. Unless the death of the second baby was some sort of copycat killing, which was unlikely given what Edie knew about the way the bodies were identically wrapped, it followed that Schofield must have known something about Jonny Doe’s death, too. None of this proved that Schofield was the killer, only that he knew that the two boys were dead.

Edie thought about Sammy, battling his way along the Yukon River and hoped, when he found out, that her ex would understand.

She stopped at the bend in the track from where the footpath snaked off into the woods and eventually came out at the Lodge. Pulling the truck onto the verge, she emptied Bonehead from the back and swung a pair of binoculars over her shoulder. For a while, they trudged through thick snow into deep forest. At the clearing, where the young girl had doubled back, Edie and the dog carried on until they reached the boundary fence marking the perimeter of the Lodge. She stopped for a while, listening for the sounds of car engines or human voices, but the only noise was made by the wind calling through the spruce.

Bonehead lifted his nose, scenting the air. He stiffened and the hairs between his shoulder blades rose. He began a soft, low growl. Another dog. She took him by the collar, told him to be quiet. Once more there was no sound except the breeze. Most likely the strange dog was upwind, and hadn’t scented either of them yet. Flipping his leash over a sapling, she ordered Bonehead to sit quietly and wait, then she went ahead, keeping low along the side of the fence. A few hundred yards further along she spotted movement among the trees inside the compound. A man in uniform was blowing on his gloved hands and stamping his feet. Beside him a German Shepherd shook snow off its coat.

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