The Ones Who Are Hidden by Kerry Wilkinson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kerry Wilkinson
- Language: English
- Genre: Murder
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DAY ONE
Millie Westlake’s foot went through the top of the feathery moss and
squelched into the hidden puddle underneath. The muddy water seeped
instantly into her supposedly waterproof shoes for the fourth time in barely
fifteen minutes. The silt was between her socks and the sole, making her
foot slide squishily around within the shoe.
The man at Millie’s side slowed a pace to let her catch up. ‘How are the
feet?’ he asked.
‘Wet,’ Millie replied. A pause. ‘Aren’t waterproof shoes supposed to
be… waterproof?’ She spoke quietly enough that the smaller group of men
up ahead wouldn’t hear.
‘I think if the water goes over the top of—’
‘I was being rhetorical.’
‘Ah.’
Of the men ahead, four were wearing wellington boots, with murky
splash marks pebble-dashed across the rubber. The other was in some sort
of plain black shoes, that were likely wetter than hers. The ground was a
sponge – and not even a fresh one from the packet. One of those grim,
slimy things that live at the back of a draining board, spreading cholera and
herpes.
Millie slipped her hands deeper into her pockets as the wind howled
around the desolate moor. She shrank into her coat, trying to shield her neck
and cheeks from the gale that fizzed around them. It wasn’t raining, not yet,
but the sky was a gloomy wash, and there was a general sense that it might
lash it down at any moment.
As well as the five men ahead, there were another two behind. Millie
and Guy were holding the middle ground, the odd ones out in their regular
day-to-day clothes. Six of the seven were wearing rubbery fishing-style
wading trousers. The other man was leading the line. He’d walk for a few
minutes, stop, and look into the bleak distance. After a moment or two, he’d
slightly change direction, and then walk for a few minutes more. Their odd
little group had been on this strange, slow dance for fifteen minutes.
‘What are you doing for Christmas?’ Guy asked.
His question came from nowhere, still quiet enough that only Millie
could hear. A distraction from whatever grim sight was to appear in the
coming minutes. She suspected he was trying to take her mind off such
things.
‘I have friends coming over on Christmas Eve,’ Millie replied.
‘Christmas itself should be quiet, then I’ve got Eric from Boxing Day. He’s
staying until new year.’
Mentioning his name brought Millie’s eight-year-old son’s little face
into her mind. She blinked it away, not wanting his image to be with her
here. Not with what they were about to find.
‘Come over, if you want,’ she added, trying to sound cheery. ‘Bring
Barry.’
She thought they’d been talking quietly enough for only each other to
hear but perhaps the breeze was carrying their conversation. The odd man
out ahead, the one without the waders and wellies, missed a pace and then
stopped to turn. The men at his side were alert and instantly on edge, hands
poised next to hips, as if about to leap into action.
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