Reginald Hill - The Woodcutter

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A fast-moving, stunning new standalone psychological thriller – from the award-winning author of the Dalziel and Pascoe seriesWolf Hadda has lead a charmed life. From humble origins as a woodcutter’s son, he has risen to become a hugely successful entrepreneur, happily married to the girl of his dreams.A knock on the door one morning ends it all. Thrown into prison while protesting his innocence, Wolf retreats into silence. Seven years later prison psychiatrist Alva Ozigbo makes a breakthrough: Wolf begins to talk. Under her guidance he gets parole, returning to his rundown family home in rural Cumbria.But there is a mysterious period in Wolf’s youth when he disappeared from home and was known to his employers as the Woodcutter. And now the Woodcutter is back, looking for the truth – and revenge.

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REGINALD HILL

THE WOODCUTTER

Copyright

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

Harper HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF

www.harpercollins.co.uk

Published by HarperCollins 2010

Copyright © Reginald Hill 2010

Reginald Hill 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

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HarperCollins Publishers has made every reasonable effort to ensure that any picture content and written content in this ebook has been included or removed in accordance with the contractual and technological constraints in operation at the time of publication.

Source ISBN: 9780007343874

Ebook Edition © OCTOBER 2015 ISBN: 9780007343898

Version: 2015-09-18

For John Lennard

a poet among critics

a true friend to writers

and a fountain of knowledge

who by imagining what he knows

helps us to know what we imagine

‘Insensé, dit-il, le jour où j’avais résolu de me venger, de ne pas m’être arraché le coeur!’ *

Alexander Dumas: Le Comte de Monte-Cristo

Contents

Cover Page

Title Page

Copyright

Epigraph

PROLOGUE

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BOOK ONE

Wolf

Elf

Wolf

Elf

Wolf

Elf

Wolf

Elf

Wolf

Elf

BOOK TWO

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BOOK THREE

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BOOK FOUR the noise of wolves

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BOOK FIVE a shocking light

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BOOK SIX the world’s edge

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EPILOGUE wait and hope

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Keep Reading

About the Author

By Reginald Hill

About the Publisher

PROLOGUE

necessity

I am sworn brother, sweet,

To grim Necessity, and he and I

Will keep a league till death.

Shakespeare: Richard II (v.i)

1

Summer 1963;Profumo disgraced; Ward dead; The Beatles’ Please please me top album; Luther King having his dream; JFK fast approaching the end of his; the Cold War at its chilliest; the Wind of Change blowing ever more strongly through Colonial Africa, with its rising blasts already being felt across the Gate of Tears in British-controlled Aden.

But the threat of terrorist activity is not yet so great that an eleven-year-old English boy cannot enjoy his summer holiday there before returning to school.

There are restrictions, however. His diplomat father, aware of the growing threat from the National Liberation Front, no longer lets him roam free, but sets strict boundaries and insists he is always accompanied by Ahmed, a young Yemeni gardener cum handyman who has become very attached to the boy.

In Ahmed’s company he feels perfectly safe, so when a scarred and dusty Morris Oxford pulls up alongside them with its rear door invitingly open, he feels surprise but no alarm as his friend urges him inside.

There are already two people on the back seat. The boy finds himself crushed not too comfortably between Ahmed and a stout bald man who smells of sweat and cheap tobacco.

The car roars away. Soon they reach one of the boundaries laid down by his father. The boy looks at Ahmed queryingly, but already they are moving into one of the less salubrious areas of the city.

Oddly this isn’t his first visit. The previous year, in safer times, having overheard one of the British clerks refer smirkingly to its main thoroughfare as The Street of a Thousand Arseholes , he had persuaded Ahmed to bring him here. The street in question had been something of a disappointment, offering the boy little clue as to the origin of its entertaining name. Ahmed had responded to his questioning by saying with a grin, ‘Too young. Later maybe, when you are older!’

Now the Morris turns into this very street, slows down, and almost before it has come to a halt the boy finds himself bundled out by the bald man and pushed through a doorway.

But he is not yet so frightened that he does not observe the number 19 painted on the wall beside the door.

He is almost carried up some stairs and taken into a room empty of furniture but full of men. Here he is dumped on the floor in a corner. He tries to speak to Ahmed. The young man shakes his head impatiently, and after that will not meet his gaze.

After ten minutes or so a new man arrives, this one wearing a European suit and exuding authority. The others fall silent.

The newcomer stands over the boy and stoops to peer into his face.

‘So, boy,’ he says. ‘You are the son of the British spymaster.’

‘No, sir,’ he replies. ‘My father is the British commercial attaché.’

The man laughs.

‘When I was your age, I knew what my father was,’ he says. ‘Come, let us speak to him and see how much he values you.’

He is dragged to his feet by the bald man and marched into another room where there is a telephone.

The man in the suit dials a number, the boy hears him speak his father’s name, there is a pause, then the man says, ‘Say nothing. I speak for the Front for the Liberation of South Yemen. We have your son. He will speak to you so that you know I do not lie.’

He makes a gesture and the boy is forced forward.

The man says, ‘Speak to your father so he may know it is you,’ and puts the phone to the boy’s mouth.

The boy chants, ‘ Mille ani undeviginti.

The man snatches the phone away and grabs the boy by the throat.

‘What did you say?’ he screams.

‘You said he had to know it was me,’ gabbles the boy. ‘It’s a song we sing together about Paddy McGinty’s Goat. Ask him, he’ll tell you.’

The man speaks into the phone: ‘What is this Ginty goat?’

Whatever is said to him seems to satisfy him and, at a nod from the man, the boy is dragged back to the first room.

Here he lies in the corner, ignored. Men come and go. There is an atmosphere of excitement as though everything is going well. Ahmed, who receives many congratulatory slaps and embraces, still refuses to look at him. He grows increasingly fearful and sinks towards despair.

Then from below comes a sudden outburst of noise.

First the splintering of wood as though a locked door is being broken down, then a tumult of upraised voices followed almost instantly by the rattle of small-arms fire.

All the men rush out. Left alone, the boy looks for a place to hide but there is nowhere. The room’s one window is too small for even a small eleven-year-old to wriggle through.

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