The marks of cain by Tom Knox

Author:Tom Knox [Tom Knox]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Policier
ISBN: 9780007342617
Published: 2010-04-15T04:00:00+00:00

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At the end of the bizarre phone call, his hand weary from scribbling notes, Simon thanked David Martinez and clicked off, falling back on the bed, his eyes bright with thoughts and ideas.

Extraordinary. It was truly extraordinary. And the tension in the young man’s voice. What was he going through? What was happening down there, in the Pyrenees?

Whatever the answer, the phone call was a revelation. A breakthrough – and it needed celebrating. He almost ran downstairs. He needed to speak to Sanderson, and he needed a cup of triumphant coffee.

Spooning dark brown Colombian coffee grounds into the cafetiere, he called New Scotland Yard. It occurred to him, as he did so, that Sanderson might be angered by Simon’s persistent pursuit of the story; it occurred to him that Sanderson would be mightily interested in this latest information.

But he couldn’t reach Sanderson. Instead he was put through to Tomasky. The young DS seemed to listen with appreciative and gratifying interest; as he told the story, Simon felt almost exultant at his success. The best bit was the toes. They now had an explanation: the syndactyly. Yes.

Even as Simon explained his discoveries, he cursed himself for his own failure in not making this connection before – as soon as Emma Winyard had mentioned the Cagots, he should have looked them up! Then he could have strung the pearls himself: webbed toes. Cagots. The Pyrenees.

Still, he had at least got there in the end.

The coffee had brewed and the mug was full. It was Tomasky’s turn to talk, as the journalist sipped.

‘So, Simon,’ the DS said, ‘you’re saying these people, the…Cackots…’

‘Cagots. Ca-gots.’

‘Right. You’re saying these Cag…ots are all deformed ? They all have webbed fingers or toes?’

‘Not all. But some, certainly – and it is one of the characteristics of the Cagots. Since medieval times. That’s why they were given the, ah, goose’s foot to wear. To symbolize and epitomize their malformation.’

‘Why? Why do they have webbed fingers and toes?’

‘Genetics. They are a mountain people, inbred! Deformities like this are common in isolated communities with smaller gene pools. They don’t get bred out. Fascinating right?’

‘Sure.’ Tomasky went quiet. Then he added. ‘And you’re saying our victims…are Cagots then. Someone is killing the Cag…ots?’

‘Seems that way, Andrew. We don’t know why, but we know that some of them are Cagots, and the ones who are Cagot and deformed get tortured. And the killings are happening all over. France, Britain, Canada.’ He paused. ‘And some of them are old, and they were in Occupied France during the war, maybe in this camp called Gurs. Maybe that’s what links them as well. And some of them have lots of money…’ Simon wanted to laugh at the bewildering evidence, but at least it was evidence. ‘I need to speak to Bob Sanderson. He needs to know this.’

‘Sure. I’m on it. I’ll tell the DCI as soon as I see him.’

‘Excellent. Thanks, Andrew.’

Simon rang off. He set down the mobile and stared out of the window. For half an hour he exulted in his discovery.

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