Dead Pretty: The 5th DS McAvoy Novel (DS Aector McAvoy)
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McAvoy has no time to raise his hands. He sees the blade rise. Fall. And then he is on his back, staring at the darkening sky, hearing running footsteps. Distant sirens. A voice. Feeling hands upon him.
‘You’ll be all right. Stay with me. Stay with me, lad.’
And harsher, stronger, like a firm black pencil stroke among shading and blurs, another voice, drenched in anguish . . .
‘He’s killed her. She’s dead. She’s dead!’
Staring wide-eyed into the sky, he is the first to see the snow begin to fall.
Table of Contents
Prologue
PART ONE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
PART TWO
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
PART THREE
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
PART FOUR
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Epilogue
Acknowledgements