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Chapters (35)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-one
  25. Chapter Twenty-two
  26. Chapter Twenty-three
  27. Chapter Twenty-four
  28. Chapter Twenty-five
  29. Chapter Twenty-six
  30. Chapter Twenty-seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-eight
  32. Epilogue
  33. Acknowledgements
  34. About the Author
  35. About the Publisher

‘I don’t know,’ said Robin, frank. ‘I give you my word. I used to be police.’ How lame that sounded. ‘And if it matters, which maybe it does, I’m not police any more.’

‘Because someone I care about, a friend, could get in serious shit if …’

‘With the law?’

Tarryn shook her head quickly, dismissive. She looked around again then lowered her voice. ‘This friend – I want to help her but I don’t know how. She was the one who told me about the woman. She made me promise …’

‘It’s not Becca?’

Another head-shake.

‘Okay, look. Whatever you tell me, I won’t do anything to endanger your friend. I promise. You can count on that. On me.’

Tarryn gave her another appraising look then nodded in the direction of the trees. They moved back a few feet, away from the road and the flow of foot traffic.

‘When I came here, Birmingham, I got a room in a flat-share,’ she said. Her voice wasn’t much above a whisper now; close as she was standing, Robin strained to hear. ‘One of the girls there worked at The Spot. That’s how I found the job here, she recommended me.

‘One night, we were at home watching TV when the door went and these two blokes forced their way up the stairs. Rough blokes – really scary. They were from a collection agency – my friend had a pay-day loan and she couldn’t make the repayments. She was scared shitless, she’s only twenty-three. They went into her room, went through all her things, her dressing table. She started crying, she thought they were going to take the jewellery her mum left her, we were all begging them, but then one of them looked at her and muttered to the other one. He laughed – I don’t know if it was that horrible at the time or because of what happened after … Then they left – just like that. Dropped everything and went.’

Robin waited.

‘But they were back the next day. Only one of the first guys but he’d brought his boss. I wasn’t there, I had a shift, but I could tell something had gone on the moment I came through the door. All he’d done was talk, she said, and look at her and tell her how difficult it was to pay money back once you’d got into trouble, the interest going up and up and up. He’d said he could help her.’

A couple walked by. Tarryn waited until they’d passed.