Good people do bad things
Bad people do good things
Sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference…
Gina’s body has floated down the River Esk. She was a farmer’s wife. And it looks like an accident.
But Michael Brady has his doubts.
Brady’s back in the police – and he needs to prove himself.
Is it murder? Or does Brady need it to be murder?
It’s a year since his wife died. He’s feeling lonely. And he’s still trying to balance being a single dad and being a Detective Chief Inspector.
“Would this be a good place to kill her?”
The pathologist put his reading glasses on. Looked at Brady’s phone. “Looks perfect. Looks better than perfect. If I had to drown someone that’d be as good a place as any. No paths near it?”
“None that I could see.”
“So he’s met her there. Something’s happened. He’s dragged her down to the edge...”
Brady’s convinced the answer lies in Gina’s past. But his boss is doing everything he can to stop Brady discovering what that past was.
Then DS Frankie Thomson uncovers the truth. And suddenly there’s not one person who might have wanted to kill Gina. There’s a hundred and one…
Brady stood up and walked over to the window. Tried to process what Frankie had told him. Tried to work out the implications. He turned round. Frankie was bending forward, reaching for her laptop. “You need to prove this to me,” he said. “And you need to do it now. Because there’s no way I’m going to sleep. Not knowing I’ve wasted two weeks. And that Kershaw has known all the time. And that…”
“That someone has to tell Ian Foster.”
“What did I say in the car? His life was unravelling. This is going to tear it apart.” M.F