By Graham Masterton
One chilly spring morning in County Cork, fishermen discover a package of rags floating within the Blackwater River.
It is the bloated physique of dad Heaney. His palms and ft are sure, and his neck bears the marks of garrotting twine. Worse nonetheless, he has been castrated.
When a moment priest is located murdered, his physique bruised and crushed and an analogous savage wound hidden underneath his soutane, Detective Inspector Katie Maguire unearths facts of a sinister cover-up at St Joseph's Orphanage.
But the Catholic diocese nonetheless wields substantial strength the following, and the Garda are stressed to shut the case. Katie has to paintings on my own if she is to seize the killer in time - yet first she needs to shatter a wall of silence that for many years has hidden a bad secret.
A mystery that's past belief...
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John raised his head—and the next moment the clumsy skater, all one hundred and sixty pounds of him, crashed into little John Smith at full speed. Johnny went flying, arms out. A bare moment later his head connected with the ice and he blacked out. Blacked out ... black ice ... blacked out ... black ice ... black. Black. They told him he had blacked out. All he was really sure of was that strange repeating thought and suddenly looking up at a circle of faces—scared hockey players, worried adults, curious little kids.
He was inducted and sent down south somewhere for basic training. And that was the last the roommate had heard. It was the last Sarah Bracknell heard, too. At first she thought she was going to be okay. All those sad, torchy songs, the ones you always seem to hear on the car radio after midnight, they didn’t apply to her. Or the clichés about the end of the affair or the crying jags. She didn’t pick up a guy on the rebound or start doing the bars. Most evenings that spring she spent studying quietly in her dorm room.
He cast his eyes upon her. ” She was wearing a bulky fur coat—imitation raccoon or something vulgar like that—and his innocent lechery made her smile again. ” “Oh, yeah, I can tell,” he said. He put an arm around her and kissed her. At first she wasn’t going to kiss back, but of course she did. “I’m sorry I scared you,” he said, and rubbed her nose companionably with his own before letting her go. He held up the mask. “I thought you’d get a kick out of it. ” “I’ll muddle through somehow,” he said with a grin.