The Mark Sennen Collection
Discover the brilliant DI Charlotte Savage - the first three books in Mark Sennen’s bestselling seriesTOUCH (DI Charlotte Savage 1)Harry likes pretty things. He likes to look at them. Sometimes that isn't enough. He wants to get closer. Naughty Harry.DI Savage and her team in Plymouth are struggling with their investigation into a string of horrific attacks on young women. The victims are being drugged, abducted, assaulted and then abandoned with only a dull memory of what has happened. But when the mutilated body of one of these women is found on a beach, the case becomes a chilling murder inquiry. Stopping at just one victim will never be enough…not for this killer.BAD BLOOD (DI Charlotte Savage 2)DI Charlotte Savage is back chasing a killer with a very personal grudge…When the body of a six-year-old girl is found buried beneath a patio, nobody is surprised when a local paedophile is murdered shortly afterwards. But when a member of DI Charlotte Savage’s team is abducted and several men are executed in cold blood it becomes apparent that there’s a psychopath on the loose with no mercy for his victims…CUT DEAD (DI Charlotte Savage 3)DI Charlotte Savage is back, chasing a killer who was last at large ten years ago, a killer they presumed dead…Now he’s back and more dangerous than ever.When three headless bodies are found mutilated in a pit, it’s a particularly challenging case for DI Savage and her team. The victims bear the hallmarks of a killer who butchered girls to their death; a killer who was never caught.Could this be a copycat or has the original murderer resurfaced? With a steady stream of bodies arriving at the morgue and gruesome secrets from the past emerging DI Savage is up against it to find the killer before he strikes again?
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MARK SENNEN
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MARK SENNEN
Touch
AVON
An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers
1 London Bridge Street
London SE1 9GF
Copyright © Mark Sennen 2012
Mark Sennen asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work
A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the authorâs imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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For Sue and Michael
When Harry was a child he lived at the top of the house. His little bedroom had been crammed under the eaves and had funny shaped walls, sloping ceilings and iron hooks in the beams to which you could tie things. Most of the year the temperature seemed glacial and when night fell he would go to bed fully-clothed and try to think himself warm. Then he would lie in the darkness listening to the noise of the water tank hidden behind one wall. He knew he wouldnât be able to sleep until he was sure nobody would come, but as long as the room stayed dark he didnât get afraid. The dark felt comforting. Safe. In the dark he became invisible. It was when the light came on he got scared.
Harry peered through the window into the gloom beyond the cracked glass. Nothing to see but black. Clouds hid the moon and stars and there were no streetlights, no cars or other signs of life. Not out here. Harry smiled to himself. He didnât get scared. Not anymore. He turned from the window and gazed across at the girl. She slouched in the chair dressed in the white underwear he had bought for her. She didnât say much, just sat unmoving, eyes wide. Her silence was understandable, after all they had been together for weeks and she didnât have much left to say. Still, he could tell by her demeanour she wasnât comfortable, that something wasnât quite right. Harry tutted to himself and shook his head. This would never do. He went over to the girl and reached out and touched her skin. Cold. Ice cold. Poor girl, no wonder the smile on her face had gone. He bent down and fiddled with the fan heater, turning the knob up a couple of notches. The fan whirred in protest but the air seemed a little warmer. He moved the heater and angled the air flow upwards so the warmth reached the girlâs body. There, she looked almost happy.
