Hiding Under the Covers (at a glance)

introduction. (n). 1. explanatory section

at the beginning of a book or a another

piece of writing, e.g., one that summarizes

what it is about or sets the scene.

Another Monday morning, beneath a bright blue Scottish  sky. Outside feels like being inside a deep freeze. They  sit in their unmarked car with the windows down and the  engine off. They look like two lumps of ice sitting in a frosted  glass. DCI Ribbon’s face is grey, but his ears, nose and cheeks  are pink and sting like a well-skelped arse. He watches DS  MacMillan use a half-eaten pencil to do battle with the daily  crossword. 

“What you stuck on, Mac?” 

“Who says I’m stuck?”  Ribbon doesn’t have to say anything. His look says it all.  Mac scratches his head and continues. “Indo-European languages in North Eastern Europe.  Closely related to the Slavonic group, six letters, begins with  a 'B’." 

prologue (n) 1. preliminary discourse,  introducing act or event, serving as an  introduction... 

It’s dark, total blackness. Her eyes are wide open so she knows  it’s not a dream. The only sounds are her irregular breaths  and the beat, beat, beat of her heart. Fear holds her chest the  way the angler holds the fish. A vice-like grip moments before  the metal hammer stuns the brain and ends life. Helen Carter doesn’t know where she is or how long she’s  been there. She knows what way is up and what way is down.  She’s curled on her left side. Her right side feels tender. She is  free to move around but there is nowhere to go. The room is  eight steps by six steps. The ceiling is out of reach. She is also  free to cry out, but no one is listening. 

catch (v) 1. to capture somebody suspected 

of wrongdoing 2. to trap something or 

become trapped 3. to understand or 

manage to hear something that is being 

said 4. to trick or deceive somebody 5. to 

record something or somebody on tape 

or film…

Death has played in this room. Raymius can sense it. He 

moves his head a little. The outline of the vault door is around three feet by nine. The ceiling is around twenty, 

if his guess about the door is right. Each light overhead is 

protected by wire mesh. Apart from the trap door next to his face everything is covered with white tiles. There are little perspex spheres in each corner of the ceiling. HTFO, hi-tech fibre optics – electronic eyes. On the plastic table there’s a cup like the type you get from a water dispenser at the dentist. It has clear liquid inside. In between the tiles are intermittent dark stains that could’ve, once, been blood. He thinks about. the 11th Commandment, thou shalt not get caught.

currency (n) 1. the system of money  

in general use in a particular country  

2. the fact or quality of being  

generally accepted or in use 3. 

from  Medieval Latin currentia, 

literally: a  flowing 4 from Latin 

currere, to run.

Emma’s voice pierces the air like a spear. It comes from the  corner of the room, defiant.  “You’re f**king insane,” she says.  His mobile phone rings. He answers her first. 

“I’m a celebrity get me out of here, Big Brother, Corrie, Easties, Emmerdale fucking farm. Please! What’s your definition of insanity? Go on, you tell me. Working forty years for an employer for a wage that keeps you three paycheques away from the building society repossessing your home. No, not your house may be at risk if you don’t maintain the payments. Home, as in homeless, as in shop doorways, as in the Big fucking Issue. Insanity, what do you know? So you  think I’m insane?” He laughs mockingly, shaking his head as  he turns to face her.  

omen (n) 1. a happening that is regarded  as a sign of how something or somebody  will fare in the future. 

On it an odd-looking bird stands tall and motionless on one leg. The Heron. The Clyde is calm and perfectly clear. Perhaps his feathered friend also wonders about the reflection that looks back at him every day, from the mirror. Raymius takes the envelope out of his back pocket, crushes it in his fist and drops it over the barrier. He waits until he sees it make contact and watches it drift off with the current, or the tide. Whichever, it didn’t matter; it was done...

oubliette (n) 1. a dungeon designed with  only one method of entry or exit 2. an  underground cell where the only way in  or out is through a trap door at the top. 3. a dungeon with only one way out...

It’s still dark, blackness, until she lights the last one and  collapses on the sofa, mashed off her face with heroin. Four black candles blink in each corner of the room. Yvonne Morrison  smiles across at Emma Burgess and then dares to deviate  from the instructions. Yvonne doesn’t normally walk around  without anything on. She’ll always don a pair of pants or even  the littlest of towels to hide her modesty. She’s not a prude,  though. They’ve said many times.  

“You really are quite liberated, Yve, are you not?” 

She  hates the way these posh bastards speak to her.