The Dead of Winter by Peter Kirby

The Dead of Winter by Peter Kirby

Author:Peter Kirby
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: cookie429, Extratorrents, Kat
Publisher: Linda Leith Publishing
Published: 2012-01-08T13:00:00+00:00


Drouin sat down heavily on the wooden chair. Fifteen minutes later he was still there. He pulled up the hem of the alb, and reached into his pants pocket for his phone. Typing the first three letters of Grenier, the screen gave him a choice and he selected Call Home. It picked up immediately.

“Alain?”

“Father Henri, how good to hear from you. My best wishes to you for the season.”

“I’ve just had a visit from Inspector Vanier.”

“Yes. He came to see me on Christmas Day. A terrible business.”

“Alain, he says that the names of the victims were all on the Circle’s prayer cards.” There was silence on the other end of the line.

“He says that they were all on cards written by you, Alain. How can that be?”

“They were my patients, Father Henri, and they were all desperately ill. I don’t remember, but I could have asked for prayers for them. There was nothing else I could do for them but pray.”

“So there might be a connection. It’s not simply the Inspector’s imagination.”

“Father Henri, I’m not sure I would go that far. There’s nothing wrong in praying for those in desperate need. But that’s a long way from making a connection to murder. These people led very dangerous lives. If you ask me, it’s just coincidence.”

“The Inspector doesn’t seem to believe in coincidence, Alain. And, quite frankly, I find it hard as well. What if someone in our group took it upon themselves to kill them just to ease their suffering? Isn’t that our responsibility?” Drouin said, as though he were practising walking through the thoughts that were clouding his mind.

“I suppose it’s possible, anything’s possible, but it’s unlikely. Anyway, let the police do their work, and they’ll get to the bottom of this. Do what you can to help, but this is for the police. Let them do their work.”

“I suppose you’re right, Alain. But they said that there were five other names. One’s dead, one’s disappeared and the three others, who knows? What about them?”

“Do you know them?”

“I know one fairly well, Mary Gallagher, poor soul. The others I know vaguely. The Inspector gave me the names, but they’re not people that I’ve worked with. But it wouldn’t take me long to track them down. I didn’t tell him that. That’s strange, Alain. I should have told him I could help him to find them. But I didn’t.” Drouin fingered Vanier’s card.

“So why don’t you call the Inspector and tell him that you can help. If they’re in danger and you can help to locate them, let him know.”

“Yes, Alain. I’ll call the Inspector.”

Drouin clicked disconnect on his phone and started punching another name into his address book. Just one number showed up. He pushed the Call Mobile button.

It picked up on the fifth ring.

“John?”

10 AM

Vanier and St Jacques were in the car driving north to Outremont, St. Jacques was on the phone to Laurent, and Vanier was brooding. When she finished, she turned to Vanier.

“You’re very quiet,” she said.



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