By Ian Rankin
While a former soldier and recluse murders 17-year-old scholars at a fancy Edinburgh boarding college, Inspector John Rebus instantly suspects there's extra to the case than meets the attention.
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The close-ups . . . you can find the bits of rope. ” Rebus observed. “And there’s this teach of occasions, you spot. a guy is subconscious, tied to a chair. He wakes up, hearth is raging round him, the fumes already deep in his lungs. He’s attempting to strive against himself loose, the chair counsel, and he begins to suffocate. It’s the smoke that’s killing him . . . he’s lifeless prior to the flames can holiday his bonds . . . ” “It’s a theory,” Rebus acknowledged. “Yes, it is,” the pathologist acknowledged quietly. Rebus taken care of during the photographs back. “So unexpectedly it’s homicide? ” “Or culpable murder. i assume a legal professional may well argue that tying him up wasn’t what killed him . . . that it was once intended purely as a caution, say. ” Rebus checked out him. “You’ve been giving this a few concept. ” Curt lifted his glass back. “Professor Gates will check with Gill Templer the next day. He’ll exhibit her those pictures. Forensics could have their say . . . individuals are whispering that you just have been there. ” “Has a reporter been involved through any probability? ” Rebus watched Curt nod. “Name of Steve Holly? ” one other nod. Rebus cursed out loud, simply as Harry the barman got here in to transparent the empty glasses. Harry used to be whistling, a yes signal that he had a girl at the move. most likely desired to brag approximately it, yet Rebus’s outburst had him beating a retreat. “How are you going to . . . ? ” Curt couldn’t locate the fitting phrases. “Fight it? ” Rebus instructed. Then he smiled sourly. “I can’t struggle anything like this, document. i used to be there, entire global is aware it, or will quickly. ” He made to gnaw at a fingernail, then remembered he couldn’t. He felt like punching the desk, yet couldn’t do this both. “It’s all circumstantial,” Curt was once asserting. “Well, virtually . . . ” He reached around the desk and located one specific photo, a close-up of the cranium, its mouth gaping. Rebus felt the beer churning in his belly. Curt used to be pointing to the neck. “Might appear like pores and skin to you, yet there’s whatever . . . there’s been anything putting round the throat. The deceased didn’t put on a cravat or something? ” the belief used to be so ridiculous that Rebus burst out guffawing. “This used to be a housing venture in Gracemount, document, now not a gentlemen’s membership within the New city. ” Rebus began to decide his drink up yet stumbled on he didn’t wish it. He used to be nonetheless shaking his head on the concept of Martin Fairstone in a cravat. Why now not a smoking jacket, too? A butler to roll him his cigarettes . . . “The factor is,” Dr. Curt used to be announcing, “if he wasn’t donning whatever round his throat, a neckerchief or whatever, then what this starts off to appear like is a gag of a few type. probably a handkerchief filled into his mouth, knotted at the back of the pinnacle. purely he was once in a position to slip it off . . . perhaps too past due via then to name out. It slid down round his neck, you notice. ” And back, Rebus observed. He observed himself attempting to speak his method out of it. observed himself failing. 7 Siobhan had this concept. The panic assaults frequently got here whilst she was once asleep. might be it needed to do along with her bed room. So she made up our minds to aim snoozing at the couch: ideal association relatively. quilt thrown over her, television within the nook, espresso and a field of Pringles.