Who Cries for the Lost by Harris C. S

Who Cries for the Lost by Harris C. S

Author:Harris, C. S. [Harris, C. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery, Historical, Crime, thriller
ISBN: 9780593102725
Amazon: 059310272X
Goodreads: 61407438
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 2023-04-18T07:00:00+00:00


Chapter 30

How have I never heard of any of this?” said Hero later that night as they sat beside the fire in their room, Hero curled up in the armchair with Sebastian leaning back against her chair and sipping a glass of Burgundy at her feet.

“Who’s going to talk about it?” he said. “I suspect even the men responsible for it aren’t proud of it—although I’ve no doubt they long ago found a way to justify it to themselves. There’s a certain kind of man who can justify almost anything.”

She was silent for a moment, and he knew she was thinking of her own father. Then she said, “If McPherson is right—if this is all in revenge for what happened at Cabrera—how do you think the killer learned of the role Sedgewick played?”

Sebastian watched the flames lick at the coal on the hearth. “I don’t know; that’s a good point. The truth is, Cabrera could have absolutely nothing to do with what happened to any of those men. I mean, why castrate Sedgewick? Why cut off the other two men’s heads? If the killer simply didn’t want them identified, why not bury the bodies someplace where they’d never be found?”

She leaned forward to put her hands on his shoulders and massage his neck. “It’s still possible the last two killings have absolutely nothing to do with what happened to Sedgewick. Yes, the bodies were mutilated, but in a dissimilar way. No one cut off Sedgewick’s head, hands, or feet. Just his privates—which strikes me as a very different thing.”

He blew out his breath in a long sigh. “There’s no denying that what happened to Sedgewick does suggest a more sexual motive to his killing.”

She reached for his wineglass, took a sip, then handed it back to him. “I thought I might try talking to Eloisa again tomorrow. I keep thinking about what that poor governess, Phoebe Cox, told you about Sedgewick’s marriage.”

“You think Eloisa and her reverend might have decided to make her wish that Miles die a reality?”

“I can see a woman whose husband seduced their governess under her own roof being so furious as to shoot off her husband’s face and castrate him.”

He swung around to look at her. “Even someone like Eloisa?”

“Yes.”

“Interesting.”

“And she would have had her good friend the Reverend dispose of the body for her afterward.”

“I didn’t realize you disliked her that much.”

“I don’t. I actually feel sorry for her, in a way. But excessively religious people tend to make me nervous. All too often, they’re the kind who can massacre every Muslim in Jerusalem and burn witches at Smithfield and toss the heads of suspected werewolves into the Thames, then have a good dinner and go to bed to sleep the sound sleep of the proudly righteous.” She reached for his wine again. “If you like, I could also ask her about Cabrera. She might know something.”

“You think she’ll agree to see you again?”

“I don’t intend to give her a chance to deny me. She frequently takes her children for a walk in the park in the morning.



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