One Dead Witness (Henry Christie, Book 3)
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A raging storm ... the end of a torrid affair ... a murderous convict on the loose ... a tower 'jumper' ... and in the middle of it all, Henry Christie...
on,’ Danny encouraged him. ‘Is it right that if you get DNA samples you can match them up to offenders?’ ‘It’s very true.’ ‘How, like, accurate is it?’ ‘Foolproof,’ Henry said. Joe’s head dropped. He studied his thumbs as they circled each other. ‘For example, Joe,’ Henry began, ‘in the case of Claire, she had semen inside her that is estimated to be four days old. It’s a piece of piss to match that up with a suspect. It’s also piss-easy to prove that someone ISN’T involved.’ Joe’s cranium
eyes turned to the clock. ‘The plane’s due to land in half an hour,’ Myrna said. ‘We need to get a message to the cops in England.’ ‘Do you know any cops in England?’ ‘No - but I know a man who does.’ She reached for her phone. Since reading Stanway’s letter, Henry Christie had been far too excited to sleep. He had re-read the thing several times and spent the night agitatedly wandering about the house whilst upstairs his wife and two daughters slept soundly. He must have dropped off around
serious assault by any standards. And yet she did not want Jack to get away without facing any consequences - especially if he had smashed her window and damaged her car in a fit of pique. He should be forced to admit it, pay restitution - then get out of her life. She moved in the chair to ease the pain in her back. She knew she could at least make one decision about her life there and then. That would be to drag herself, unwillingly, to fitness classes a couple of times a week. Then, she
Then, as he passed the meeting point Location and Information Center on concourse E, he had an idea. The pretty lady behind the counter was called Julia. ‘Hi, my name’s Steve,’ he said disingenuously. ‘I dunno if you can do this for me, but I’m supposed to meet my buddy, Charlie Gilbert here ... about twenty minutes ago. We seem to have missed each other and I don’t know where he is. He’s due to board the Manchester flight an’ I’m Seattle-bound. It’s our last chance to get together before he
now, you’ll bleed to death and I’ll just fucking watch you, like that ambulance-driver.’ He breathed all over her. ‘This, Danny, is not madness. It’s revenge, a perfectly normal thing to do. People do it, governments do it, so how can it be wrong or mad? Yeah, revenge - for all that’s been done to me over the years.’ ‘Yeah, yeah, I’m sorry. I was wrong to say what I did. I didn’t mean it to sound that way. . . I just wanted to know why you were doing all this, Louis.’ ‘Now you know. I was