Chapters (80)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- CONTENTS
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- CHAPTER 51
- CHAPTER 52
- CHAPTER 53
- CHAPTER 54
- CHAPTER 55
- CHAPTER 56
- CHAPTER 57
- CHAPTER 58
- CHAPTER 59
- CHAPTER 60
- CHAPTER 61
- CHAPTER 62
- CHAPTER 63
- CHAPTER 64
- CHAPTER 65
- CHAPTER 66
- CHAPTER 67
- CHAPTER 68
- CHAPTER 69
- CHAPTER 70
- A LETTER TO MY READERS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY RACHEL ABBOTT
- OTHER NOVELS BY RACHEL ABBOTT
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- READING GROUP QUESTIONS
I am not sure I’m supposed to say this out loud. I’m fairly certain that I’m not supposed to admit to anything, but as I’ve no intention of denying it, it doesn’t really matter.
‘I’m here to hand myself in. I killed Ian. I don’t remember doing it, but I’ve seen the crime-scene tape, and I’ve seen the posters with my face on. That’s why I’m here. I can’t hide any longer.’
She’s staring at me now as if I have completely lost it.
‘Callie, Ian isn’t dead. We thought you were dead.’
I don’t know what to say.
‘Ian is being held on remand. He’s been charged with your murder.’
Hannah was feeling worse. She and Rosa had run out of words, and the misery had intensified. The pains in her stomach had increased and her muscles kept cramping. With no energy, she lay there alternately shivering and sweating, feeling as if someone was driving a screwdriver into her skull.
Rosa had gone downhill too. She had thought she would be the less affected of the two because the doctor had changed her medication, but half an hour ago she had keeled over and was now lying at the foot of Hannah’s bed.
‘Rosa,’ Hannah mumbled. ‘You said we might have seizures. If one happens to you, what can I do?’
‘Nothing,’ she whispered. ‘Don’t hold me down. Don’t put your fingers in my mouth. Try to get me on my side, if you can. But you can’t really do anything.’
We’re going to die here, Hannah thought. If Thea didn’t come, they would starve.
Slowly, carefully, she twisted her body until she was sitting up on the bed. Rosa opened her eyes and looked at her, but said nothing. It was probably too much effort.
Hannah used the bedside table as support and eased herself to her feet. They needed water. They had to keep drinking, if nothing else. She lurched across the room, grabbing the door frame as she stumbled out into the corridor.
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Tom’s first responsibility was to the women inside this huge house, not to Jack. But there was nothing he could do to help them until the team arrived, and in the meantime he needed to track his brother down before the place was swarming with police. Jack’s presence would be impossible to explain. However, Tom knew it would take a while for a team to be assembled – some planning would take place first, and that gave him a bit of time.
He had no idea how far into the grounds he could go before triggering the inevitable security lights, and it would be unprofessional of him to do anything that might compromise the actions of the support team when it finally arrived. He could walk around the perimeter, sticking to the bushes, but that would take too long.