Through a Glass Darkly (9781301753000) by Ellis Tim

Through a Glass Darkly (9781301753000) by Ellis Tim

Author:Ellis, Tim
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, suspense, murder mystery, police procedural, serial killer, psychological thriller
Publisher: Smashwords


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‘They know you’re at Hoddesdon,’ Stick said as he climbed into the car.

‘Oh God! How the hell did they find out?’

‘I don’t know, but they have. We’d better tell the Chief. I expect they’ll move you somewhere else tomorrow.’

‘I don’t know if I like being a witness for the prosecution anymore.’

‘I would be doing what you’re doing if I were in your shoes,’ he said.

‘Would you?’

‘Yes. I joined the police to fight on the side of right. If I found that wasn’t the case, then I’d do something about it. So I admire what you’re doing.’

‘Thanks. What now?’

‘Back to the station . . .’ His phone activated. ‘DS Gilbert?’ He listened to what the officer in despatch was telling him and then said, ‘We’re on our way.’ He ended the call.

Koll glanced at him. ‘What?’

‘There’s been another shooting on the A406 – let’s go’

Koll pulled out of the parking space and put her foot down. ‘That means we’re back to square one, doesn’t it?’

‘Yes. GeneTest, whatever Samantha Morrow was working on, her estranged husband are all irrelevant now. Unless . . . there’s some connection between Morrow and the latest victim.’

‘Do you think there will be?’

‘I think the connection is the killer. We’ll take a look at the new victim’s background, but our main focus now should be on the shooter and the Remington 700 sniper rifle he’s using. I have the feeling he’s going to keep killing until we stop him.’

‘So, you think Morrow and the new victim were chosen at random?’

‘It’s certainly looking that way.’

‘It’s hard to imagine that one minute you’re driving along listening to the radio, and the next some lunatic has put a bullet through your heart. Where’s the logic in that?’

‘That’s the point – there is no logic to it.’

‘It makes you doubt the existence of God.’

He kept quiet. Religion was not a subject he ever felt comfortable discussing.

It was the wrong time of day to be going anywhere, and it took them two hours to reach the kill zone, which was a long way away from the place where Samantha Morrow had been shot. They could see a black plume of smoke spiralling upwards from miles away, and the chaos and tailbacks were also on the westbound carriageway instead of the eastbound one.

Koll pulled off the A406 onto Harbet Road, next to Banbury Reservoir and parked on waste ground adjacent to the roundabout. There were five police cars, two fire engines and the white unmarked forensic truck.

Richard Buswell approached the car as they were getting out. ‘Only one car and one person involved this time, but that was enough. If the bullet hadn’t killed him, the crash would have done. There must have been a petrol leak or something because the car is a burnt-out wreck with a charred corpse inside. We ran the number plate. His name is John Henn, he was a dice inspector . . .’

‘A what?’ Koll said.

‘They work mostly in casinos, examining playing dice, making sure all the number dots are where they should be and ensuring the dice are the correct size.



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