Back Cruel Tides
Chapters (83)
  1. Cover
  2. Maps
  3. Epigraph
  4. Prologue
  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. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Chapter 65
  70. Chapter 66
  71. Chapter 67
  72. Chapter 68
  73. Chapter 69
  74. Chapter 70
  75. Chapter 71
  76. Chapter 72
  77. Chapter 73
  78. Chapter 74
  79. Chapter 75
  80. Chapter 76
  81. Chapter 77
  82. Epilogue
  83. About the Author

The voice makes her jump and whip around. Placated by the fact that Leo Friis is carrying a pint in each hand and puts one of them down in front of her, she chooses not to protest when he sits down across from her without asking.

‘I was talking to Smeed,’ she says. ‘Not you.’

‘What did he do now? Or say?’

‘That I have twenty-four hours to find your little angel on my own with no resources or anything to go on.’

Leo wipes the foam from his top lip.

‘Twenty-four hours,’ he says. ‘And then you’ll file an official report, or so Kore tells me. You realise what that means, right?’

‘I do, but what do you people want from me? Are we supposed to do everything we can to find her or keep things on the down-low? Make your damn minds up, will you?’

‘Look, we’re obviously worried about her just up and vanishing, but I think we should hold off a few more days. She might be in hiding, like her ex said. And the media’s going t—’

‘Maybe that’s exactly what she wants,’ Karen breaks in. ‘To give the papers a reason to write about her again. Maybe she’s starting to realise her ten-year absence means a new album might not set the world on fire after all. But a bit of police involvement, on the other hand, that would boost sales, right?’

Leo stares at her mutely, an expression of surprise and repulsion on his face.

‘Maybe you’re all in on it,’ Karen continues. ‘A brilliant PR plan you’re using me to put into action.’

Leo Friis turns his eyes skyward with a groan, as though asking the heavens to give him strength.

‘You’re being fucking paranoid,’ he says. ‘What’s going on with you, Karen? You’re hissing like a cat at everyone. At me, Sigrid, your boss . . . And this hatred of Luna. Is it because everyone else likes her that you can’t stand her?’

‘Of course not. She just annoyed me when we met. I don’t like people who think they’re above everyone else. Pretending to be so goddamn . . . good.’

‘Are you sure she’s pretending? Maybe she’s actually pretty decent. A good person, simply put.’

‘Thanks, I googled her. I know all about her charity work. I’ve just been reading about her donations to build schools and hospitals and wells in Africa. I’ve learnt everything there is to know about her five adopted children, who all have disabilities, and her advocacy for LGBTQI+ issues. I know she’s still a gay icon. And a vegan,’ she adds.

‘Those hardly sound like indefensible crimes to me. More like—’

‘Fine, yes, I understand that she might have done some nice things.’

‘But . . . ?’

She gives up. Leo’s right.