Purgatory. Ken Bruen

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      Copyright © 2013 by Ken Bruen

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      Published simultaneously in Canada

      Printed in the United States of America

      eBook ISBN: 978-0-8021-9396-4

      The Mysterious Press

      an imprint of Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

      154 West 14th Street

      New York, NY 10011

      Distributed by Publishers Group West

       www.groveatlantic.com

      Disclaimer:

      Purgatory is a work of fiction. While the real-life crimes referred to in the novel actually occurred, their chronology has been condensed in order to maintain a greater level of suspense and continuity in the actions of the characters in the story, who are entirely fictional.

      For

      Michael and Ollie Crowe

      Derek Hynes

      Part 1

      The Men

      The skateboarders had that peculiar blend of Irish self-­consciousness, dumb persistence. The unusually good weather in early January had led to a makeshift ramp that was ambitiously steep and high. The Council would have removed this but had its hands full with the Occupiers, who had a large tent perched to the left side of Eyre Square.

      Too, the skateboarders kept the locals from lynching the Council over various charges.

      Water

      Refuse

      Home

      And just about damn everything else.

      Three Guards were deemed sufficient to watch the growing crowd for what was rumored to be a spectacular attempt.

      A double flip in midair from Joseph, a sixteen-year-old whiz flier from Tuam. He was small. Undistinguished, with the revamped grunge look that owed more to the new poverty than to fashion. Quiet seeped as he took his run at the ramp. A slight ah from the crowd as he accelerated faster than they’d expected, then he was airborne, high above the ramp, left the board, was in mid-turn when the single shot rang out.

      He seemed to hang for a moment, the top right side of his brain scattering in a slow mist, then a loud scream from the crowd as his body hurled to the concrete.

      Two people were hurt in the panic.

      A skater had the presence of mind to steal the almost-famous board.

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      “Your crazy daughter is on our short list.”

      “There’s nothing wrong with her.”

      “She talks to people who aren’t there.”

      “No she doesn’t, she only listens.”

      —Carol O’Connell, author of The Chalk Girl

      My life seemed to have reached a time of calm. New home, new(ish) habits, new people.

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