I would just like to take a minute to say thank you to everyone has been reading “The Murder Sessions” and supported me through this. It has been very daunting opening up my writing to other people like this, with lots of fears and anxieties running through my head: what if nobody likes it? What …
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Competition Time!
With only a few chapters left to go, it’s competition time!🥳 Who do you think killed Dayna? To answer, follow the link to The Murder Sessions Facebook group. Request to join and then once accepted, select your answer on the poll! As a thank you to the massive amount of support and loyal readers I’ve …
Chapter Seventeen
Sean had been on the run for over a week, with his brother suspended from the police force indefinitely. It seemed Macdonald believed he was helping his brother, though I found it hard to believe Scott was even capable of doing something to help another. The messages had stopped, at least from RejectedVexFan. Instead, I …
Chapter Fifteen
I caught the second – and last – bus of the day by the skin of my teeth. One of the many inconveniences of living so far in the middle of nowhere, was that if you couldn’t drive you were trapped in the village after twelve o’clock. It was a good two hour bus journey …
Chapter Fourteen
Sleep eluded me for the next few days. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see was Dayna pushing me, the world spinning out of control before my very eyes as I watched her stilettos click-clack away from view. I felt like I was in limbo waiting for the DNA results to …
Chapter Six
I had always read about people in shock thinking and doing bizarre things, but this was the first time I had experienced it. As I bent over her listless body, tears falling,!all I could think about was how she was wearing red. Dayna hated red; she always decried it as “not her colour.” It took …
Chapter Four
I sat in the interview room of the station house, on the most uncomfortable chair imaginable. The atmosphere in the room was even more unsettling. Sergeant Andrews and Scott – sorry, Officer Clark – sat opposite me. Andrew’s expression was blank, making her impossible to read. Scott, on the other hand, eyed me with …
Chapter Three
The body was not Dayna’s. A breath of relief swept over the village when Sergeant Andrews announced it the following day. Of course, I already knew that. The body had decayed completely to a skeleton, there was no way Dayna would have had enough time to become such a shell of her previous self. …
Chapter Two
Where are you Dayna? That was the question on everybody’s lips the first two days of the search. The villages’ two police cars took turns patrolling “Main Street” – which is really the only street in Kirkleithen. A long, potholed road that spans four miles along the coast, a church at one end, the …
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