by Kay Leitch
Lost Girls
With cruel anticipation, Jonas Silco watched each one as they arrived. He could feel their nervous excitement, their delight in being away from home for the first time. Some of them looked about themselves boldly, not in the least bit intimidated by the splendour of their new environment. Others barely raised their eyes from the floor so overwhelmed were they by the situation they found themselves in….
These were his prey, these young girls…they were all alone in an unfamiliar city, away from all that was familiar to them, away from the protection of their families. He smiled to himself…this was his domain…they were under his control now.
Twenty years later a skeleton is discovered underneath a car park in Redbank and DI Carla Right and her team are called in to investigate. A couple of weeks later a local business man is brutally murdered. Inexplicably, similarities between the two murders soon start to appear, despite the fact that there are twenty years dividing them.
As the evidence begins to unfold however, Carla and her sergeant, Frank Hill, realise that they are dealing with the worst sort of murderer. One who believes he has right on his side, one that won’t stop until he has had his revenge and one who is willing to destroy anyone who gets in his way.
The Witches are back, Carla, Maggie, Tracy and Helen can be found at their usual table in The Bull public house on the green at Kenley. There are weddings and babies on the horizon, plenty of drama to be discussed and lives to be dissected at their weekly cauldron meetings, all washed down with a couple of bottles of wine and of course the obligatory bags of Cheesy Wotsits for Tracy.