Echoes in the Woods by Georgina Scott (ebook reader 8 inch .TXT) 📗

People looked at them strangely, whispering behind their backs whilst others swore obscenities at them and spat on the ground. People they had known all their lives avoided them and wouldn’t speak to them. When the police were satisfied they had nothing to answer for, they were released without further charges and were then allowed to go about their business.

Kevin Stones’ home was also raided. As they entered the house, they found Mrs Stones destroying the evidence in the shed and was arrested and charged with facilitating in child sex exploitation and abuse. The police confiscated hundreds of DVDs and a video camera that was found in the garden shed. They also found one hundred thousand dollars in cash, stashed in the filing cabinet along with contact numbers, names, addresses and dates. Young Molly was placed in a foster home with a family that could attend to her needs.

The tent in the woods was tagged and bagged as evidence. They found used condoms and discarded knickers which belonged to Natasha Cley.

Brandon Radcliffe was charged with the murders of, Kevin Stones, Justin McClure, George Bradshaw, Heather Cilliërs, Wilf Macintosh and Natasha Cley. His name would be placed on the child sex register and he was sentenced to life imprisonment without parole.

The evidence provided in court was so devastating, Mr and Mrs Radcliffe couldn’t sit through it. Watching their son with his head down, looking sullen and terrified, they felt sick, disgusted and ashamed of their son, with the mounting evidence piling up against him. Unable to rationalise that their son was a deviant, an animal, they didn’t know this man standing in front of them.

Police trawled through hundreds of hours of DVDs to discover young Molly Stones subjected to devilish disgusting sexual treatment by adult men and women. She had been exploited for years; some of the men and women had now been identified and were in the process of being prosecuted. Natasha Cley and Heather Cilliërs were also found on the tapes, exploited by the same men and women.

In the tapes found at the home of Brandon Radcliffe, the content was of him and Natasha Cley. The bloodstained clothing found in the shed and personal items belonging to Natasha Cley were identified by the family. Semen was also found in the body. The most significant was the silver diamond bracelet that belonged to her late maternal grandmother.

The court heard of how this gang of kids terrorised and frightened the old and young. Walking around the streets like a pack of wolves hunting for their prey. Anyone they came in contact with, who they believed was an easy target, was subjected to verbal abuse and violence.

Brandon cried and pleaded with the Judge as his sentence was passed. He was then taken away.

Inspector Suzanne Jenkins was praised and promoted to Super Chief Inspector. She made it her mission to expose, chase and arrest the men and women identified on the DVDs, exposing a paedophile and sex trafficking ring. Wanting justice!

Chapter 21

Matthew scoured at his father, “She is too young for you, you love Mum. Why haven’t you tried to sort things out?”

“Because your mother doesn’t want to be with me,” he said, turning the page of the local newspaper, “and besides she has been cheating on me for years with the local quack. What makes you think I want her back?”

“Because you are in love with her.”

“Love isn’t everything, Matthew. I treated her badly, son, shamefully bad. Sometimes you can’t be forgiven for that.”

“I take it you have a thing for young Chloe then?”

“No!”

John laughed at Matthew, shaking his head in amusement. Getting up from the kitchen table, he started to head to the back door and turned, “Listen Matt, you like Chloe and that’s fine, but don’t lose your head, like her mother, that one.”

“What do you mean?”

John didn’t answer but just left the house leaving Matthew standing in the kitchen. John saw a car approaching in the distance; he knew it would be Faith, no doubt coming to collect the rest of her stuff. Even so, his heart fluttered and he felt all giddy.

Faith parked the car and John opened the door. “Hello,” she said, looking at him, all quizzical. “Looks like you have found your vocation, you look really good in this car,” drinking in her scent as she walked past him. Wanting to wrap her up in his arms and never wanting to let her go, she said, “Where are the boys?”

“The youngest two are with friends, out for the day and Matt’s in the house,” as he said that Matthew came running from the house wrapping his arms around his mother, squeezing her tightly, “I love you, Mum.”

“And I love you,” kissing him on the forehead.

“Coffee?” said John.

“Yes, please.”

“Matt, please go and put the kettle on.”

Matthew did as he was told, leaving his mum and dad alone. “So where’s the boyfriend?”

“So where’s the girlfriend,” she snapped back at him. John could only say, “Matthew?” She nodded rolling her eyes. “I have no defence, I was drunk, and she was wearing your perfume and some sexy underwear. What’s a man to do, I’m not made of wood.”

“Still a bit of self-control wouldn’t go amiss. Seventeen, John. She is fucking seventeen,” raising her hands in frustration.

“Jealous,” shrugging his shoulders.

Faith walked off in the direction of the house, shaking her head and swearing under her breath.

Entering the house, Matthew was making coffee, “And when did you start drinking coffee, Matthew?” thinking to herself, I haven’t been gone long and things have changed so much.

“I wanted one, is that ok?”

“Sure, but only half a cup.”

Matthew poured the coffees and sat down at the table with his parents. Matthew started to drink and in quick succession spat the coffee back out into the cup. Both his parents looked at each other and laughed. Matthew got monk on; he went to the fridge to get some bottled water and stormed out of the house, listening to his parents laughing at him. Faith, not