The Girl at My Door: An utterly gripping mystery thriller based on a true crime by Rebecca Griffiths

Author:Rebecca Griffiths
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781800198913
Publisher: Bookouture

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Skulking down the street under the cover of darkness, he made a grim silhouette in his black serge uniform. He looked as if he might be on his way to Albert’s, but he wasn’t. Tonight, he had other plans. He squinted through the vapour that was thick enough to draw his name in. Someone was out there; he could hear their footfalls. Their creeping emergence gave him a flutter of excitement deep in his stomach. Closer and closer, until the dark stain took on the shape of a young woman and child. He watched them with interest as they advanced towards him along the pavement. Saw how progress was slow, with the boy wanting to be carried one minute, walk the next. The mother set her child down and crouched to pull up his socks, arrange his curls under his cap while he played with the bow on her pillbox hat. A lone gull floated overhead. He listened to the heavy flap of wings, ghostly as it rode the equally heavy air. How still everything was. Softer than breath. The fog had draped itself over the city like a damp, grey blanket.

The woman shivered with unease. Yes – his silent thoughts in answer to hers – we could be the only people in the world.

They eventually passed one another. Her on her clicking heels, hand in hand with the boy; him with his right hand tucked inside the pocket of his tunic, his face hidden beneath his peaked cap. Slightly built, even dressed as a policeman, he knew he didn’t look much, but whatever he communicated, it had her bundling her child in her arms, out of harm’s way.

Then the child dropped his tin giraffe and it clattered to the ground. He ducked to pick it up and, returning the toy, he let his pale blue gaze scuttle over the boy’s mother, rummaging beneath her clothes.

‘Good night to you, lass,’ he said, and strode away in his policeman’s boots.

He had other fish to fry tonight. At least he hoped so. Hoped the girl was home after whatever jaunt she’d been on with that upper-class dandy and his flash motor, and that he wouldn’t come to regret letting that pretty young mother go.

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