After a drawn-out breakfast, Amy had persuaded Helena not to do anything rash until she had talked to Jago.

‘He’s entitled to give his side of the story,’ she said. ‘You’ve just seen a lot of stuff on the internet. We all know you can’t trust everything you see on there.’

‘I do get that,’ said Helena, although she was still reluctant to accept it. ‘But how do I speak to him when I don’t know where he is, and can’t contact him? I don’t know how long he’s going to be away for and, frankly, I can’t cope with waiting for him to get home. “Hi Jago, or should I say Jonathan?”’

‘No, I get that, too. I think you have to find him.’

‘But I don’t know where he is!’

‘I bet James does,’ said Amy. ‘They go back years and they’re best friends. Ask him.’

‘I hardly know him!’

‘Do you want to find out where Jago is, or not?’

Helena made a face. ‘I do but I’m also really nervous. Supposing I find out he’s an insurance-swindling arsonist or whatever? Maybe I’m better off not knowing.’

‘No, you’re not. You can’t spend the rest of your life wondering if you let the best man you’re likely to meet go because of stuff you saw on Google, without ever giving him a chance to put his point of view.’

Helena knew Amy was right. She didn’t want her to be right, but she was. ‘I’ve just thought of something.’

‘What?’

‘James might not believe me about the picture on Facebook. You know? Me being a super-recogniser? I’ll need proof I’ve seen him.’

‘You don’t need to tell him how you came to find out Jago’s changed identity. Just ask him where he is! Right.’ Amy looked at her phone to check the time. ‘I’ve got to see someone about a workshop. I can leave you my computer with my Facebook page open. I’ll be back at three to fetch it and find out how you’ve got on. Is that OK?’

‘Yes, that will be brilliant. OK, I’ll get in touch with James.’ Helena didn’t move.

‘Do you want me to do it for you?’

Helena shook her head. ‘It’s a kind offer but I think I need to do this when I’m on my own.’

‘But you will do it? Promise?’

‘Absolutely promise.’

‘Fair enough, but tell me everything as soon as you can. Call me.’

‘I will.’

‘Are you going to tell your mum about this?’

Helena shook her head. ‘Not until it’s resolved. There’s no point in worrying her.’

Amy nodded. ‘Get on the phone then.’

‘I’m going to text. After you’ve gone, like I said.’

‘I’ll just clear breakfast.’ Amy seemed reluctant to leave.