The Murder List: An utterly gripping crime thriller with edge-of-your-seat suspense by Chris Merritt

Author:Chris Merritt
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781786813930
Publisher: Bookouture

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‘OK.’ Zac placed his tracksuit top and Kofi’s jacket two metres apart on the grass.

‘That’s not fair! Make it bigger, Dad.’

‘Standard width!’ protested Zac, before cracking a grin. ‘Alright,’ he relented, shifting the goalpost out.

‘I’m going to beat you today,’ asserted Kofi, restless with excitement.

‘We’ll see about that. Game on!’ Zac blasted the ball over his son’s head and the boy tore after it. Took a deep breath. It’d been a long week. Devastating, frustrating, knackering. Couldn’t remember a week like it for ages. He drank in the scene. Warm sunlight bathed the lower slopes of Hilly Fields Park alongside the cricket pitch. Dog walkers, parents with prams, a few people working out on hanging bars up the hill by the tennis courts. A carefree summer evening. He wondered how many other people here tonight were waiting for information that could change their lives. Agyeman still hadn’t called, so Zac’s mobile was stuffed in his trouser pocket. Just had to remember not to dive right. Kofi dribbled back and punted a shot; Zac stuck out a leg, blocked it.

‘How was Neon’s?’

‘Alright.’ Kofi jogged backwards to receive the ball.

Zac threw it out to him. ‘What did you guys do?’

‘Played video games.’

‘That it?’

His son thought about the question. ‘Yeah.’

‘Fair enough.’ Clapped his hands. ‘Play on!’

Kofi approached, shot to Zac’s left. Could’ve saved it, but let the ball go under his body as he sprawled to ground.

‘Goal!’ screamed Kofi, and flung both arms up in celebration.

Zac collected the ball, ran back. ‘Nice shot.’

‘Da-ad…’ Kofi elongated the word. Usually that signified a request was on its way. ‘Can we go to the cinema tomorrow?’

‘What if it’s sunny? Don’t you want to be outside?’

‘I want to watch the new Transformers with you.’

Boateng knew his response depended entirely on events that were outside his control. ‘Let’s see.’

Kofi groaned and Zac felt guilty. Just like he had an hour ago, leaving Jones to carry on searching for the ghost of Harvey Ash, lurking somewhere in a database. She seemed up for it though, still keen to prove herself. Long may it continue. He could always go in tomorrow if need be. Jones had dealt with a lot over the past week. Zac was really warming to her – she had drive, intelligence, compassion; the ability to learn and revise her assumptions; toughness under the surface. Everything you needed to be a detective. Provided you didn’t burn out and have to leave the pitch for an early shower. He hoped she wasn’t sacrificing too much of her private life for the Job.

Racing towards him, Kofi faked a shot, shimmied left and dribbled closer. A burst of vibration hit Zac’s right hip and he froze. A ball he’d intended to save shot past him at waist height between the posts. Kofi squealed in delight, sprinting off and sliding towards an imaginary corner flag.

Zac retrieved the ball and drop-kicked it as hard as he could, sending Kofi running. He whipped out the phone, stabbed in his PIN. Agyeman had kept it brief.

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