DARK HOUSES a gripping detective thriller full of suspense
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Authors: HELEN H. DURRANT
DARK HOUSES
A gripping detective thriller full of suspense
Helen H. Durrant
First published 2016
Joffe Books, London
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places and events are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental. The spelling used is British English except where fidelity to the author’s rendering of accent or dialect supersedes this.
©Helen H. Durrant
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A woman is found dead by a canal . . . why have her eyes have been viciously poked out?
Detective Stephen Greco has just started a new job at Oldston CID and now he faces a series of murders with seemingly no connection but the brutal disfigurement of the victims. Greco’s team is falling apart under the pressure and he doesn't know who he can trust. Then they discover a link to a local drug dealer, but maybe it’s not all that it seems.
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First a shooting, then a grisly discovery on the common . . .
Police partners, D.I. Calladine and D.S. Ruth Bayliss race against time to track down a killer before the whole area erupts in violence. Their boss thinks it’s all down to drug lord Ray Fallon, but Calladine’s instincts say something far nastier is happening on the Hobfield housing estate.
Can this duo track down the murderer before anyone else dies and before the press publicize the gruesome crimes? Detectives Calladine and Bayliss are led on a trail which gets dangerously close to home. In a thrilling finale they race against time to rescue someone very close to Calladine’s heart.
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A body is found in a car crash, but the victim was already dead . . .
Murder.
It was a skill. It was addictive. It was his life.
The skill lay in the planning; making sure you wouldn’t get caught. The addiction was incurable. There was no rehab for people like him.
He watched the young man go into the café. He already knew his name — Neville Dakin. They had never spoken, but he was about to change that. He’d lined up Neville Dakin weeks ago. On one occasion their eyes had met, just fleetingly. There had been a spark in that look. And then he knew.
Soon he would strike again — three times. And it would be Neville who took the blame. The police would see only what he put in front of them. It would never occur to them that Neville had been set up. Then, just as he had in the past, he’d walk clean away.
He sat down in a chair facing the young man. “I don’t talk to strangers,” Neville said.
“But I’m not a stranger. You know me. Look closer.”
The young man peered at him. “Are you sure?”
The café was empty. There were no prying eyes. He couldn’t pass up this opportunity. “Yes, I’m your friend. You must remember me.” The smile he gave Neville was open and confident.
Neville shook his head. “Sorry. I forget things, you see. It’s the pills. They make me weird. They make me sleep as well. Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I don’t even know who I am.”
“In that case they aren’t doing you any good. You should stop taking them.”
“I have to take them. I’ve been ill.”
“But you’re better now? You look fine.”
“It’s not what I look like. It’s what’s going on up here that matters.” Neville tapped the side of his head.
“I can help you recover.”
“I’ll never be right. They said so.”
“They get it wrong.”
“Are you real?” Neville leaned forward, reaching out to touch him, and he ducked away. “You’re not, are you?” Neville said. “But I don’t mind.”
Neville smiled shyly.
“I don’t think much of where they’ve put you.” He stirred his coffee. “That block’s where they put all the no-hopers they want to hide away. Everyone will think you’re a nutter. You should complain.”
“I am a nutter. That’s the whole point. That’s what’s wrong with me. But I like it there. I have my own room,” said Neville.
“You won’t be happy on your own.”
“That’s what Edna said. Will you visit me?”
“No — but you can visit me. You can help me with something if you like.”
“Will you take me out?” Neville said.
“Do you like girls, Neville?” Girls. Just the hook he needed.
“I don’t know any.”
“When you come out with me you’ll meet some. If you do as I say, the girls will like you — a lot.”
“They don’t usually like me. I think I frighten them.”
“Not this time.”
“Can I kiss them?”
“Yes, and lots more beside. We’ll have some fun.”
Neville blushed. “I’ve never been with a girl.”
“Do as I tell you, and I’ll give you one of your very own.”
“Can I tell Edna?”
“No. This is our secret. You can keep a secret, can’t you?”
Neville nodded enthusiastically. “When do we start?”
“What medication are you on?”
Neville took a bottle of pills from his pocket and showed him.
“Those aren’t good for you.” He snatched them away and poured them out into his pocket. “These are better.” He opened a packet and emptied them into Neville’s bottle. “Take these instead. I promise — you’ll see a difference right away.”