Page 128 of Bad Blood


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He pulled down his sock to reveal a red mark.

His face was contorted in pain, and Kim realised just how much of a baby he was.

‘Shall I get you a dock leaf?’

‘Any leaf,’ he said, lowering himself onto a fallen log.

She plucked a couple and handed them to him. He scrunched them up in his hand and then rubbed them over the affected area.

‘It’s the sap that helps. Doesn’t need to be dock.’

‘You know, you sure know a lot of useless—’

She stopped speaking as her phone rang.

She answered it quickly.

‘All okay, fifteen,’ she whispered before ending the call.

With one final rub, Ryan jumped to his feet. ‘All good.’

Kim continued forward, and as she’d thought, the trees began to thin.

In the distance, she could make out a three-tier barbed-wire fence.

They approached it cautiously, looking all around them as they moved. Kim wouldn’t have ruled out animal traps and, damn him, Bryant’s words about the man’s possible reaction were now lodged in her head.

The whole area was encircled by hostile fencing with a one-metre cut-out to access the caravan. She could see a small window with the curtains closed.

Kim took a good look around, noting piles of metal, wood and rubbish. The caravan was placed where the end of the old road of the travellers’ site would have been.

A feeling of trepidation stole over her.

The air around her was tense, charged.

She’d come here to warn a man that his life was in danger, but she had the sudden, inexplicable fear that her own life was now somehow hanging in the balance.

EIGHTY-SEVEN

‘Thanks for this, Stace,’ Penn said, trying to re-sort his piles.

The two of them had got so caught up looking for Leyton Parks, he’d forgotten about the budget meeting in the boardroom, until Woody had called and told him in no uncertain terms to get the stuff shifted.

Stacey had run up the stairs with him to collect everything together into one big pile and just get it out of there.

‘No probs,’ she said, tapping her fingers on the desk. ‘Still waiting to see if I need to carry on looking for Leyton Parks.’

Penn was dying to call the boss to see if their theory had been proven correct.

‘Doesn’t feel like a Friday,’ she mused.

‘That’s cos we’re not getting the weekend off, Stace. No way is the boss releasing us for two days while we’ve got a killer on the loose.’

‘Fair point. I’m gonna carry on trying to see if I can find out any more about this GordonBanks character. It’s a bit suspicious he’s disappeared after the place burned down.’

Penn continued sorting his paperwork. They were no closer to finding the murderer so his work wasn’t done. All they’d uncovered so far was the location of another potential victim.

‘Right, you go on that pile with the other…’ He felt the words die in his mouth as he examined the single piece of card in his hand more closely.

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