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Chapters (59)
  1. KITTY NEALE
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Table of Contents
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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  59. About the Publisher

‘Ha, I see. You want to be her knight in shining armour. Buy me a pint later and I’ll tell you exactly where she lives. In fact, I can do even better than that. Ron Lyons works at Battersea Bridge nick, he’s a desk sergeant,’ Roger said and playfully punched George on the arm.

‘Great. I’ll buy you two, cheers.’

George walked back to Sarah with the information he had gleaned from Roger, hoping it would earn him some extra brownie points.

‘Well … do you know where I can find him?’ Sarah asked eagerly.

‘Yep, and even more than that, I can tell you where he works,’ George said, feeling rather smug.

‘Oh, that’s great, George, thank you. I wouldn’t want to cause him any embarrassment with his family, so if I can find him at work that’ll be so much better.’

‘You ain’t got far to go from where you live. Turns out he works at the police station.’

‘What, Battersea Bridge station?’

‘That’s the one.’

‘My dad’s a copper?’

‘I think so. By all accounts he’s a desk sergeant, so you shouldn’t have any problems finding him.’

‘George, I can’t believe it! All this time, when I’ve been scavenging down on them banks, I’ve been right under my dad’s nose and didn’t know it.’

‘It’s a small world, love,’ George said. ‘So, what are you going to do now?’

‘I’m going to go and see him.’

‘What, just like that? You’re going to march in off the street and announce that you’re his daughter?’

‘Pretty much, unless you’ve got any better ideas?’ Sarah said.

‘No, not really. Do you want me to come with you?’

Sarah was quick to reply, ‘No, but thanks, George, and that’s really good of you to offer. I’ll be off now, but I’ll see you tomorrow evening.’

‘Not so fast, missy,’ George said, then took a pencil from his money bag and scribbled down his address on a brown paper bag. ‘You’ll be needing this. Mum’s expecting you about half six.’

Sarah took the bag and smiled at George before walking off. ‘Wish me luck,’ she called over her shoulder.

George wished her all the luck in the world and thought she was going to need it. Ron Lyons was in for the shock of his life, and George hoped the man would be welcoming. Even before Sarah had been born, her father had abandoned both her and her mother, and now she could be facing the hurt of being rejected again.

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