Broken Bones (D.I. Kim Stone, #7)

by Angela Marsons

Devon leaned forward and rested her chin on her interlaced fingers.

I give up, they must have odd ways of sitting in England as this just pictures as a weird way to sit.

‘Look, it’s nice of you to offer but…’ ‘It’s fine, now just pass her to me while you eat your food.’

You can’t get HIV from touching

But once I’d robbed a place it meant nothing to me. I forgot about it. I never realised that I was leaving such fear behind.

When I was young my parents home was broken into and I can still remember how that felt, running into my room to see what had been stolen.

five-minute timed shower

I have no idea why that seems to be what people think of as a short shower, I’ve never had long ones unless it comes to washing hair or cleaning while I’m in it and I can’t understand how people can just stand in there.

‘Of course, fella. You’ve

Just as figured

‘Last I heard, Nando’s wasn’t in the habit of giving away free food every week.’

Me too, so the fishies are swimming a bit faster, is he just a really good guy? Or does he have an ulterior motive?

Again with the slow, lazy smile.

I’m glad I’ll never be able to understand these sorts of actions, I have had many traumatic things happen to me, and I’d never for even a second even thought about something so evil

There was a gentleness to this man mountain

Well that was one hell of about race and just didn’t rotini, one second he’s scary the next he’s a teddy bear

Kim nodded, and watched the veil of disinterest that closed over the woman’s face like a Roman blind. Kim understood the look. It represented much of the population. Prostitutes were less deserving of the rights allowed to other citizens. Somehow they were to blame for their own fate, even if that fate was a brutal, horrifying death. Most people would not voice the thought that slipped into the minds of ‘good people’. That she should be working on other cases; solving crimes committed against the worthy. Good people would not say it but the thought would be there nonetheless. A fire fighter killed in the line of duty was a hero, his death a tragedy. A prostitute was simply one less. It all came down to career choice.

And those thoughts and ideals are from the minds of people who grew up if in not perfect families, at least normal, average, where they have the luxury of schooling, a stable home, loving parents, friends, etc etc, but take all of that, and more, away from a child, and you’ve been put onto a track that’s got a long dark tunnel with no light at the end, until that’s all you’ve got, the end.

‘I couldn’t just let her get in that car.’ ‘Did she get away?’ Kim nodded.

Yeah but for how long?

Oh yes, I’m definitely that, he thought to himself as he lay down to sleep.

It won’t be what it sounds like, too obvious, it’s a lead into him doing something that will be surprisingly good.

Kim took her temporary new spot at the head of the room.

What, like a school room? (any readers of the past book will get it)

Kim was very interested to understand Donna’s journey from the carefree, vibrant girl in the photo to the emaciated, desperate young lady in the morgue.

It’s called life, and something’s that happen make you take a long dark road that there’s no turning back from.

There was something there that felt a little off

Ditto, as I said before

Melody’s

It’s early, who is Melody? She’s not in X-ray, I looked, twice, but considering KIM isn’t showing in there either I shouldn’t be surprised, and yes I know how to use X-ray!

Which was, why did he have

A tight leash

A nice-looking house was not indicative of the life inside. Unhappiness, misery and abuse were not the sole property of the poor and disadvantaged.

Very true, the old adage that no one knows what goes on behind closed doors, and it can behind a closed door in the same house. Note use of house, not home.

The distance between us grew until neither of us knew how to bridge the gap.’

:(

‘That I had to learn to see the bigger picture.’

Have to wonder if her father had abused her, and if when he died, instead of feeling saved, she instead felt dirty, finally given a way to look at a future without the abuse, she wondered who was going to want her, maybe the drugs had already become part of her life, maybe not, but after this they did.

‘They were fucking groomed, Bryant. Don’t you get it? Some bastard is

That’s a massive jump in conclusions from what she knows now, us readers do, but she hasn’t seen anything to back up this theory.

At first she’d cried and begged at the

For being such great groomers they certainly have no idea about to act afterwards, and really, what girl would believe she’d be forced, she’d just run away and go to Mum, friends, cops etc

she had urinated

Kudos for the author putting this in the book, why? Because it’s realistic and aids the reader to become more invested in the characters & the book

Seventy-One

You know, if more info was shared & compared between teams, shifts etc, much more crime could be solved.

This case was turning into a spider’s web with

You ain’t seen nothing yet…

Not least because after what she now suspected that was exactly where she wanted to go.

Get comfy, as the next 62 pages are gonna fly by! 3, 2, 1 & GO!

‘That tissue could have been a simple nosebleed,’ he

And quite likely was.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ she said,

It’s awfully sad that the fear they have makes them afraid to do the only things that could free them, in this circumstance it’s the last nail on your coffin :|

I suspect I showed him the hate more than the love.’ Stacey heard the regret in her tone.

:( I know the feeling

‘Tell her the truth,’ Stacey said, reading his mind.

Ding ding Ding

‘There’s something here we’re just not spotting,’ Kim said.

I think it’s going to come down to something us readers couldn’t of guessed, or I’ll look like twit. There’s so many casts and characters that it’s hard to guesstimate but I think it may have something to do with Roxanne, either that or I just like the Police song!

He’s taking her to be

Or snuffed ?

It was perfect.

Maybe not, maybe they have cameras…

The hurt she felt at the betrayal was matched only by her anger at her own gullibility and willingness to believe

Oh how do I understand how that feels!

‘I’m here to stop you taking the life of anyone else,

Wow! I never saw this as the guilty person, not in light years!