Exit Wounds by Aaron Fisher Read Free Book Online
Authors: Aaron Fisher
without turning.
“Um...”
Too much hesitation. Tony paused the feed and pushed away with his feet, sliding the chair over to the map of the forecourt on the wall. He checked the marked camera positions. “No.”
Tony returned to the monitor and hit play again.
Distracted by the boys, Lucy didn’t realise it was her turn at the stand until Jenny nudged her. She quickly stepped forward and made her order and took her purse out. Flicking her fingers through the pouch, the realisation that she was short became fast apparent on Lucy’s face.
The vender held out both his hands, one clutching Lucy’s ice cream and the other expectant of currency. Lucy turned to Jenny, said something, but before her friend could respond, the man behind Lucy stepped forward and handed the vender a note.
Jenny was clearly not impressed by the gesture, probably suspicious of this old man’s motives.
Quite right too , Tony noted.
Lucy, however, was just how Jenny described, flirtatious. Her body language changed posture, pushing her chest out and her waist in. She smiled, biting her bottom lip as she mouthed the words “Thank you.”
Jenny had said that Lucy was a fantastic gymnast, a brilliant painter and the best friend a girl could ask for, but she flirted with anyone. Even her killer.
The girls collected their ice cream and left, Lucy’s smiling over her shoulder at the man in the camouflage jacket. Now his turn he quickly pointed to something and walked away without taking his change.
Tony pressed the pause button again and tracked back slowly. The man had kept the magazine up to the side of his head the entire time, but when he had turned to go, Tony was sure he had exposed his face, maybe just for an instant. Crawling back frame by frame, Tony couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride and excitement.
There!
It was less than a second but the camera had captured the moment to last long enough for Tony to study it for as long as he wanted. Printing off the screen grab Tony allowed himself a smile. Now his suspect had a face.
Rebecca’s House, Heol Cefn Onn, Lisvane
“Will you get going already!?” Rebecca had to laugh at her mother. If she didn’t have an ID pass hanging from her neck to remind her, she’d probably forget what her own name was.
“Cheers, sweetie.” Her mother kissed her on the cheek and smiled with a wave.
Rebecca couldn’t help let slip a sigh of relief when the front door finally closed behind her. She loved her mum dearly but she could be hard work at times. She picked herself up together and made a start on the trek up the stairs.
A quick, relaxing shower before I get changed and head off to college for the day.
Finally reaching the top Rebecca gathered a couple of towels from the airing cupboard and dumped them on her bed as she entered her bed room. She pulled her top over her head, took off the rest of her clothes and untied her hair, throwing the lot on top of the heap that was gathering on the floor in the middle of her room. Snatching up the towels again she, went into the bathroom and hung the first towel up on the hanger, ready to dry herself when she was finished. Then she bent down to lay the second on the floor so that she wouldn’t make the carpet wet when she stepped out.
As she stood up a gloved hand suddenly clasped round her mouth, pinning a piece of wet fabric to her face. Rebecca struggled but a second arm, strong and firm clenched her tightly around the waist, holding in her place until consciousness left her.
47
06.24 BST (British Summer Time)
Present Day
Cardiff. Wales. Great Britain.
Hawthorn Road East, Llandaff North
Traffic was starting to build up on Cardiff’s roads as the working day began for most of the population. However, luckily for Tony, the traffic was going in the opposite way. After gathering a few print-outs from the CCTV footage and making several more copies of the footage itself, he had quickly left
“Um...”
Too much hesitation. Tony paused the feed and pushed away with his feet, sliding the chair over to the map of the forecourt on the wall. He checked the marked camera positions. “No.”
Tony returned to the monitor and hit play again.
Distracted by the boys, Lucy didn’t realise it was her turn at the stand until Jenny nudged her. She quickly stepped forward and made her order and took her purse out. Flicking her fingers through the pouch, the realisation that she was short became fast apparent on Lucy’s face.
The vender held out both his hands, one clutching Lucy’s ice cream and the other expectant of currency. Lucy turned to Jenny, said something, but before her friend could respond, the man behind Lucy stepped forward and handed the vender a note.
Jenny was clearly not impressed by the gesture, probably suspicious of this old man’s motives.
Quite right too , Tony noted.
Lucy, however, was just how Jenny described, flirtatious. Her body language changed posture, pushing her chest out and her waist in. She smiled, biting her bottom lip as she mouthed the words “Thank you.”
Jenny had said that Lucy was a fantastic gymnast, a brilliant painter and the best friend a girl could ask for, but she flirted with anyone. Even her killer.
The girls collected their ice cream and left, Lucy’s smiling over her shoulder at the man in the camouflage jacket. Now his turn he quickly pointed to something and walked away without taking his change.
Tony pressed the pause button again and tracked back slowly. The man had kept the magazine up to the side of his head the entire time, but when he had turned to go, Tony was sure he had exposed his face, maybe just for an instant. Crawling back frame by frame, Tony couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride and excitement.
There!
It was less than a second but the camera had captured the moment to last long enough for Tony to study it for as long as he wanted. Printing off the screen grab Tony allowed himself a smile. Now his suspect had a face.
Rebecca’s House, Heol Cefn Onn, Lisvane
“Will you get going already!?” Rebecca had to laugh at her mother. If she didn’t have an ID pass hanging from her neck to remind her, she’d probably forget what her own name was.
“Cheers, sweetie.” Her mother kissed her on the cheek and smiled with a wave.
Rebecca couldn’t help let slip a sigh of relief when the front door finally closed behind her. She loved her mum dearly but she could be hard work at times. She picked herself up together and made a start on the trek up the stairs.
A quick, relaxing shower before I get changed and head off to college for the day.
Finally reaching the top Rebecca gathered a couple of towels from the airing cupboard and dumped them on her bed as she entered her bed room. She pulled her top over her head, took off the rest of her clothes and untied her hair, throwing the lot on top of the heap that was gathering on the floor in the middle of her room. Snatching up the towels again she, went into the bathroom and hung the first towel up on the hanger, ready to dry herself when she was finished. Then she bent down to lay the second on the floor so that she wouldn’t make the carpet wet when she stepped out.
As she stood up a gloved hand suddenly clasped round her mouth, pinning a piece of wet fabric to her face. Rebecca struggled but a second arm, strong and firm clenched her tightly around the waist, holding in her place until consciousness left her.
47
06.24 BST (British Summer Time)
Present Day
Cardiff. Wales. Great Britain.
Hawthorn Road East, Llandaff North
Traffic was starting to build up on Cardiff’s roads as the working day began for most of the population. However, luckily for Tony, the traffic was going in the opposite way. After gathering a few print-outs from the CCTV footage and making several more copies of the footage itself, he had quickly left
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