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Chapters (39)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Authors
  3. ALSO BY BARBARA & STEPHANIE KEATING
  4. Map
  5. Dedication
  6. Blood Sisters
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. Chapter 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. Chapter 5
  13. Chapter 6
  14. Chapter 7
  15. Chapter 8
  16. Chapter 9
  17. Chapter 10
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Chapter 19
  27. Chapter 20
  28. Chapter 21
  29. Chapter 22
  30. Chapter 23
  31. Chapter 24
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Chapter 26
  34. Chapter 27
  35. Chapter 28
  36. Chapter 29
  37. Chapter 30
  38. Chapter 31
  39. Glossary

‘You never cease to amaze me, Camilla,’ Tom said. ‘You’re the coolest customer I’ve ever come across. Too cool. No matter what happens to you, there’s never any lasting effect. I’m thinking of the disaster with your face, the robbery, your mother’s illness, the friend who was killed in Africa, and this thing with your father. Doesn’t anything ever get to you?’

She looked at him sadly, knowing for certain that he had no understanding of her at all. ‘I only worry about things over which I have some control,’ she said, flicking a hand dismissively. ‘There’s no point in wasting time on the rest.’

‘That was a very kind and courageous thing to do,’ Edward said later, sliding his arm around her and bringing her closer.

Camilla lay beside him with all her energy drained away, as though it had evaporated with her guests. She wondered where her father was now and veered away from the answer. This evening’s gesture was enough. Time would take care of the consequences. She turned over and pressed her body against Edward’s lanky frame, moulding herself into the secure form of love that he offered. Then she slept.

She awoke to another wintry day, with a percussion of rain and bare branches beating a light tattoo against the window pane. Edward had already gone, and Camilla put on jeans and a sweater and went to find the makings of breakfast. She drank her coffee slowly, her mind deliberately and carefully vacant. The morning papers had been delivered earlier, and Edward had left them on the table for her. The story was on page four and took up very little space, but the headline leapt out at her: Kenya Police Discover Remains Linked with Murder of British Farmer.

The article stated that remains thought to be those of the murderer, Simon Githiri, had been found in a forest near the home of the white farmer he had killed in December of the previous year. The bones indicated that the Kikuyu had been attacked and eaten by wild animals during his attempt to escape. Piet van der Beer had been savagely hacked to pieces on his property, Langani Farm, and left to die. The murder was reminiscent of the barbarous killings that took place after oathing ceremonies during the Mau Mau emergency. The deceased had been a close friend of international model, Camilla Broughton-Smith. She herself had been injured on the property during a holiday in the autumn of last year.