Bone Dancer

Bone Dancer DI Giles Book 07 Anna-Marie Morgan "Shall we dance?" The bones clacked together as he grabbed both wrists and hoisted them. He whirled his macabre partner round the room, polythene crackling beneath his feet, his hands sweaty inside latex gloves. The humming, louder and more off-key. His glazed eyes wide and unblinking. The skull of his dance partner, angled backwards. Her bones clacking time with the music in his head. He continued for several minutes in this fantasy. A room full of people. Admirers of a couple at one and in motion. All staring at them. Wanting to be them. He whirled her around, her backbone against his torso, his voice taking on a menacing growl. "You're stepping on my toes? Why are you stepping on my toes?" He twisted one wrist behind her back with his right hand, whilst he rammed his left forearm into her throat. "You watching him? Is that it? I'm not good enough? I'm never good enough for you." He turned her back around to face him, his gloved hand gripping her lower jaw. "Don't think I don't know what you're imagining. Don't think I don't know you've been there in your head." A serial killer is murdering women, threading their bones back together, and leaving them for police to find. Detective Inspector Yvonne Giles must find him before more innocent victims die. Problem is, the killer wants her and will do anything he can to get her. Unaware that she, herself, is is a target, DI Giles risks everything to catch him. A dark and haunting, serial killer thriller set in Wales.