The Missing and the Dead. Stuart MacBride

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 26

       Chapter 27

       Chapter 28

       Chapter 29

       Chapter 30

       Chapter 31

       Saturday Lateshift: Young Love.

       Chapter 32

       Chapter 33

       Chapter 34

       Chapter 35

       Chapter 36

       Chapter 37

       Sunday Earlyshift: Drugs for a Fairy Princess.

       Chapter 38

       Chapter 39

       Chapter 40

       Chapter 41

       Sunday Backshift: Burn.

       Chapter 42

       Chapter 43

       Chapter 44

       Chapter 45

       Chapter 46

       Chapter 47

       Monday Earlyshift: The Other Shoe.

       Chapter 48

       Chapter 49

       Chapter 50

       Chapter 51

       Monday Backshift: Broken Bones.

       Chapter 52

       Chapter 53

       Chapter 54

       Chapter 55

       Chapter 56

       Tuesday Earlyshift: Breathe.

       Chapter 57

       Chapter 58

       Chapter 59

       Chapter 60

       Chapter 61

       Chapter 62

       Chapter 63

       Keep reading for an exclusive extract from IN THE COLD DARK GROUND

       About the Author

       By Stuart MacBride

       About the Publisher

       Without Whom

      As always I’ve received a lot of help from a lot of people while I was writing this book and I’d like to thank: Ishbel Gall, Prof. Lorna Dawson, Prof. Dave Barclay, Dr James Grieve, and Prof. Sue Black, for all their forensic cleverness; Deputy Divisional Commander Mark Cooper, Sergeant Bruce Crawford, the excellent officers and support staff of B Division, everyone at the Mintlaw Road Policing Unit, Alison Cowie, Lisa Shand, and all the OST instructors; Fiona, Magnus, and Alan; Sarah Hodgson, Jane Johnson, Julia Wisdom, Louise Swannell, Oliver Malcolm, Sarah Collett, Roger Cazalet, Kate Elton, Sarah Benton, Damon Greeney, Kate Stephenson, Lucy Dauman, Anne O’Brien, Marie Goldie, the DC Bishopbriggs Wild Brigade, and all the lovely people at HarperCollins (you’re all great); and Phil Patterson and the team at Marjacq Scripts, for keeping my cat in shoes all these years.

      More thanks to the naughty Alex, Nadine, Dave, Maureen, Al, Donna, Zoë, Mark, Peter, Russel, Chris, Christopher, Scott, and Catherine. And Russell (who inspired Bikini Golf).

      A number of people have helped raise a lot of money for charity by bidding to have a character named after them in this book: Dean Scott, Syd Fraser, and Denise Wishart (Tony’s mum).

      And, as per tradition, saving the best for last: Fiona and Grendel.

      I’ve taken the occasional liberty with the street names and geography of the northeast, for what, I hope, are obvious reasons. But I’ve been entirely accurate about how beautiful the place is. Don’t take my word for it – get up there and see for yourself. It’s great.

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      Faster. Sharp leaves whip past her ears, skeletal bushes and shrubs snatch at her ankles as she lurches into the next garden, breath trailing in her wake. Bare feet burning through the crisp, frozen grass.

      He’s getting louder, shouting and crashing and swearing through hedges in the gloom behind her. Getting closer.

      Oh God …

      She scrambles over a tall wooden fence, dislodging a flurry of frost. There’s a sharp ripping sound and the