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  1. CRITICAL ACCLAIM FOR LEIGH RUSSELL
  2. Glossary of acronyms
  3. Prologue
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‘All right, but if there’s one more threat against you, we’re going straight to the police.’

When David didn’t respond, she replaced the crumpled sheet of paper in its envelope and put it safely away in a drawer in the kitchen.

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Geraldine was worried. It was rare for her personal life to distract her from her work, but she could not ignore the fact that something had gone wrong between her and Ian. Having been friends for many years and, as it turned out, both been secretly in love with each other for a long time, she had been confident they would prove compatible when they finally embarked on a relationship. For the past month they had lived together in harmonious companionship which she had believed was a deep and genuine love. She had almost been ready to invite him to move in with her, and disclose their relationship to all their colleagues. Now it seemed that their honeymoon period had been no more than a short-lived fantasy. Ian had abruptly stopped visiting her at home, and was virtually ignoring her at work. If she had not known him well, she might have suspected he was annoyed with her for hesitating to agree to his moving in with her. But their friendship was too well established for such games. If he was angry with her, he would have discussed his feelings, not avoided her in order to get back at her. She knew he would not abandon her lightly. Something was amiss.

On Saturday afternoon he had rushed away from the police station, muttering to Geraldine that he had to attend to some business and might be gone all night. She did not hear from him again that day. They had arranged to go out for Sunday lunch, so the following day she arrived at the pub, hoping to find him in better spirits. He wasn’t there. She waited for nearly an hour but he neither joined her nor answered her calls. She had been stood up by the man who had recently started spending the night at her apartment, but she knew Ian too well to believe he would ever willingly let her down. Undecided whether to be angry or apprehensive, she studied the menu, and ate on her own. She should have been used to her own company but, after just a few weeks living with Ian, the thought of returning to her independent lifestyle made her nervous. She hadn’t expected to lose Ian. Not yet, and not so suddenly. Not ever, if she was honest. She had not understood how lonely she was, until she had stopped being lonely. Now the prospect of living without Ian troubled her, like a physical ache.

Ian didn’t contact her on Sunday afternoon, nor did he come to her flat that evening. She waited up until late, and was growing really worried by the time he finally returned her call.