Julia Heywood

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Chapter 1 (excerpt)

‘Shit!’
He felt a sharp pain under his left ear and something wet on the skin of his shoulder. He looked down.
Blood?
Slowing his pace he lifted a hand to touch the wound. A small piece of twig jutted out from the skin. He pulled it free and continued pushing his way through the trees. No time to stop. No time to ponder. No time to have second thoughts.
At last he found the place and the old oak tree was just as he remembered. He climbed to a height of about twenty feet, sat on a branch and looked down. Just as required. No other branches directly below; a good clear drop! The ear had stopped bleeding, but his white shirt was now more like a butcher’s apron. There were other cuts on his hands and one trouser leg was ripped at the knee. He didn’t care. He was there for one purpose and worrying about his appearance was not it. There was now only one more thing to do, fasten the rope and tie the loop. He did it quickly and was ready. continue reading…