Blood Sisters (Cass Diamond Book 3) by Caroline de Costa
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 1.7 Mb
Blood Sisters : A young woman. A pool of blood, in a Cairns Motel. A young Asian woman lies in a pool of blood in a Cairns motel. Transferred to hospital, she dies before she can tell her story. Detective Cass Diamond and her team are soon on the case. Searching through her possessions, the police begin to ask questions: Was the woman part of a sex-trafficking ring? Who brought her to Cairns? Are other women in danger? Soon it appears that many women may be missing. Could their disappearance be linked to the brutal murder of a Cairns sex worker several years earlier?Meanwhile a group of Cairns schoolgirls have become involved, one of them having witnessed the discovery of the young woman in the motel. Unconnected to the detectives, the girls pursue their own investigations. Will they pry too far?As these parallel searches progress, the story moves to the tropical rainforest surrounding Cairns, beautiful but capable of hiding many things. What secrets does it hold, who else may be concealed in its depths?
“As the car came to a stop, she hastily pulled off the headphones and closed the iPad. A youngish couple with a tired-looking, cross toddler got out. A baby was asleep in a capsule on the back seat.
‘We saw your Vacancy sign,’ said the man. ‘We’re looking for a room for three or four nights.’
‘No problem,’ Scarlett answered. ‘Welcome to Cairns. We have a Tuesday-night special. Top floor, kind of a view to the mountains in the morning, queen-sized bed. Would you like a cot for the little boy? There’s no extra charge.’
‘Yes, please,’ the man replied, producing his credit card. ‘Jo,’ he said to his partner, ‘do you want to get Tom’s things and go straight up to settle him? I’ll bring the rest up in a moment. Isabel’s sound asleep there; she can stay in the car till we’re sorted out, then I can bring her up.’
‘If you’ll just sign here,’ Scarlett said to him, ‘I’ll get the cot and take it up. It’s not heavy—it’s one of those folding ones.’
She switched the phone onto voicemail—Jan was very particular about that—found the cot and followed Jo and the little boy across the courtyard and up the stairs.
‘Have you had a long journey today?’ she asked Jo.
‘All the way from Rocky,’ was the reply. ‘We’ve got family there. We’re thinking of moving north ourselves, from Melbourne. We’re just looking around here. Luke—that’s my partner—he’s going to see if he can find work in the mines somewhere. Out of Mackay maybe.’”