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By Mo Hayder

Night is falling as homicide detective Jack Caffrey arrives to interview the distraught sufferer of a car-jacking.

What he hears horrifies him. the auto was once taken via strength, and at the again seat was once a passenger. An eleven-year-old lady. who's nonetheless missing.

Before lengthy the jacker begins to speak with the police. And Caffrey turns into yes that he's making plans to take one other automobile. And one other baby.

Who is the car-jacker? How is he determining his ambitions? And - so much pressing of all - can Caffrey locate the child?

Before it is too past due ...

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He sighed. Eyed the door she was pointing to. He hated what he had to do now. For him it was like standing at the door to a lion’s den. He just never knew with the victims how to get the right balance between the professional and the sympathetic. ‘Come on, then. ’ He walked into the kitchen, where the three members of the Bradley family immediately stopped what they were doing and lifted their faces to him expectantly. ’ He held up his hands. ’ They let out a collective breath, sank back into their miserable, stooped postures.

He was local – he’d known exactly where the street CCTV cameras had been. He’d be too nervous to leave his patch. He’d still be somewhere quite close by, somewhere he knew. He was probably trying to find a place secluded enough to let her go. Caffery was sure that was what had happened, but the elapsed time was still knocking silently inside him. Three and a half hours. Nearly four now. He stirred his tea. Looked at the spoon rather than let the family see his eyes straying to the clock on the wall.

She smelt of a floral perfume – light and summery but cheap. The sort of thing you’d get from a corner chemist. Caffery’s father had been a racist, in the sort of casual, everyday-pub-conversation way a lot of people had been back in those days. Lackadaisical and thoughtless. He’d told his sons that ‘the Pakis’ were OK and hard-working, but smelt of curry. Simple as that. Curry and onions. Now, in the back of his head, Caffery realized part of him still expected it to be true. And part of him was still surprised when it wasn’t.

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