Chapter Fourteen – DCI BeckleyChristmas Eve 2015
Intricate snowflakes float weightlessly from the sky, dancing in the air, as they weave through the stark tree branches. Freshly lain snowfall blankets the driveway to HM Coroner's Court and the Riverside Centre, beautifying the ornate structure. The feather reed glass resembles snow cones, glistening in the morning light.
I'm refreshed, having slept in my bed for the first time since Cheryl Gray was discovered. I needed a break; tiredness was starting to cloud my judgement. I'd hoped to wake up to more positive news but instead another body has been discovered.
By all accounts, she could be his second victim, indicated by a missing forefinger and middle finger.
She's been dead for a while, decomposing under a bridge near the railway tra
