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Helen Fields. Perfect Crime
PERFECT CRIME. Helen Fields
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Dedication
Chapter One. 20 February
Chapter Two. 3 March
Chapter Three. 3 March
Chapter Four. 4 March
Chapter Five. 4 March
Chapter Six. 4 March
Chapter Seven. 4 March
Chapter Eight. 4 March
Chapter Nine. Before
Chapter Ten. 5 March
Chapter Eleven. 5 March
Chapter Twelve. 5 March
Chapter Thirteen. 5 March
Chapter Fourteen. 6 March
Chapter Fifteen. 6 March
Chapter Sixteen. 8 March
Chapter Seventeen. 10 March
Chapter Eighteen. 10 March
Chapter Nineteen. 10 March
Chapter Twenty. 10 March
Chapter Twenty-One. 11 March
Chapter Twenty-Two. 11 March
Chapter Twenty-Three. 12 March
Chapter Twenty-Four. 13 March
Chapter Twenty-Five. 14 March
Chapter Twenty-Six. 15 March
Chapter Twenty-Seven. 15 March
Chapter Twenty-Eight. 15 March
Chapter Twenty-Nine. 15 March
Chapter Thirty. 16 March
Chapter Thirty-One. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Two. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Three. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Four. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Five. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Six. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Seven. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Eight. 17 March
Chapter Thirty-Nine. 18 March
Chapter Forty. 18 March
Chapter Forty-One. 18 March
Chapter Forty-Two. 24 March
Chapter Forty-Three. 25 March
Acknowledgments
Chapter 1
Loved Perfect Silence? Then why not get back to where it all started with book one of the D.I. Callanach series?
Welcome to Edinburgh. Murder capital of Europe
The worst dangers are the ones we can’t see …
When silence falls, who will hear their cries?
About the Author
By the same author:
About the Publisher
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For my mum, Christine May Fields.
Leading by example, inspiring through toil, loving with gestures, even when the words were hard to say.
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There were yells, the sound of boots hitting the concrete hard and an excited screech. It was the shiny-eyed man, Stephen thought. Here to see him die. Perhaps he was Death. He’d never been religious or superstitious, but maybe at the last he was seeing the world without blinkers. All those horror films, true-life experience programmes, children’s stories, were real.
A hand clamped down hard on the ankle above his trapped foot.
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