Saviour ~ Buried

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Saviour: Part 2 – Buried

Approx 43,000 words

Forensic artist Nick Travis becomes the focus of a dark obsession whilst helping to identify the skull of a teenage girl unearthed on a building site on the outskirts of Ely, Cambridgeshire.
Lonely and in a strange city, glimpses into the past leave him fearful of the future, while a chance meeting with a young woman threatens to derail his life. Struggling to use his psychic talent and keep it under control, Nick is implicated in a violent crime and under suspicion from one of his oldest friends… and his worst nightmare is about to become reality…


The cool shade of the stone Porta replaced the heat of the sun, goosebumps prickling along his arms and a light breeze tickling across his skin as he walked inside. A hollow silence surrounded him as he stepped into the shadows. His heart beat harder as the flicker of a memory from his earlier dream thrust its way into his thoughts. The shadows inside the stone cavern were so deep he wondered if the sun ever reached inside and, checking that there was no one around to see, he ran his hand along the grime-stained wall, as if feeling its history through his fingertips. The silence was shattered. High-pitched voices reciting words nineteen to the dozen echoed around the ancient walls. A rabble of teenagers spilled through the gate from The Gallery beyond and Nick hastily stepped aside to avoid being swept up in the stream of over-excited youths.
Opposite him, a slight figure also stood to one side of the building; a young girl with strawberry blonde hair caught up in the eddies of the breeze. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other as if tired of standing and alternately looked through the gateway and down at the ground. She fiddled with the loose cuffs of her white blouse, brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face and frowned as she checked her watch.
The throng of noisy students finally dwindled, the last stragglers disappearing towards the park. Silence returned. The girl turned to face him. She smiled and took a step towards him, only to stop, the smile vanishing as quickly as it came. She bit her lip. Maybe she thought he was someone else. “Hey, nice day,” he said, trying to ease her embarrassment, except his usual friendly smile didn’t follow his words, instead he found himself almost willing the girl to reply. She merely smiled sadly back at him before walking out of the dark shelter of the gate towards the sun-bathed courtyard, leaving him standing alone in the shadows.
He shrugged, and stepped through the gate and into The Gallery, to be greeted by the rumble of traffic negotiating the roundabout in front of him and chattering school children standing just a few feet away, sounds that he was sure had been absent just a second before. He shook his head, trying to evict the dark spectre of doubt creeping back into his mind along with the memory of the strained conversation he had with his doctor during the last week with Tessa. Perhaps it was simply a lingering echo of the experiences he had recently endured, exacerbated by tiredness, or maybe it was down to the thickness of the stone walls acting as a barrier between him and the busy street. The open door of The Fountain pub beckoned. He was hungry and definitely needed a drink.

Saviour: Part 2 – Buried is available to buy or borrow from Amazon

Saviour: Part 3 – Revelation


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