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Chapters (90)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Praise for Malorie Blackman’s books
  4. Also available by Malorie Blackman for young adult readers
  5. Dedication
  6. Family Tree
  7. Epigraph
  8. NOW
  9. one. Tobey
  10. two. Libby
  11. Then
  12. three. Place Names
  13. four. Isabella Monroe
  14. five. Kellan Bruemann
  15. NOW
  16. six. Libby
  17. Daily Shouter Online
  18. Then
  19. seven. Patrix Ellerman
  20. eight. Tobey Durbridge
  21. nine. Circulating
  22. NOW
  23. ten. Troy
  24. Then
  25. eleven. Owen Dowd
  26. twelve. Eva Foxton
  27. thirteen. Tom Jeavons
  28. NOW
  29. Then
  30. fourteen. Sephy Ealing
  31. fifteen. The Night That Would Never End
  32. NOW
  33. sixteen. Sephy
  34. seventeen. Libby
  35. eighteen. Sephy
  36. nineteen. Tobey
  37. twenty. Sephy
  38. twenty-one. Libby
  39. twenty-two. Troy
  40. twenty-three. Libby
  41. twenty-four. Tobey
  42. twenty-five. Troy
  43. twenty-six. Callie
  44. twenty-seven. Tobey
  45. twenty-eight. Troy
  46. twenty-nine. Callie
  47. thirty. Sephy
  48. thirty-one. Libby
  49. thirty-two. Sephy
  50. thirty-three. Tobey
  51. thirty-four. Sephy
  52. thirty-five. Troy
  53. thirty-six. Callie
  54. thirty-seven. Tobey
  55. thirty-eight. Callie
  56. thirty-nine. Sephy
  57. forty. Tobey
  58. forty-one. Sephy
  59. forty-two. Troy
  60. forty-three. Callie
  61. forty-four. Sephy
  62. forty-five. Libby
  63. forty-six. Sephy
  64. forty-seven. Troy
  65. forty-eight. Tobey
  66. forty-nine. Sephy
  67. fifty. Libby
  68. fifty-one. Sephy
  69. fifty-two. Callie
  70. fifty-three. Tobey
  71. fifty-four. Sephy
  72. fifty-five. Troy
  73. fifty-six. Libby
  74. fifty-seven. Callie
  75. fifty-eight. Sephy
  76. fifty-nine. Tobey
  77. sixty. Callie
  78. sixty-one. Sephy
  79. sixty-two. Tobey
  80. sixty-three. Sephy
  81. sixty-four. Tobey
  82. sixty-five. Troy
  83. sixty-six. Callie
  84. THREE MONTHS LATER
  85. sixty-seven. Tobey
  86. sixty-eight. Troy
  87. sixty-nine. Callie
  88. seventy. Libby
  89. Acknowledgements
  90. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING

‘Jarvis, I suppose,’ said Tobey with a shrug.

‘Not Eva?’ I asked.

‘No, not her.’

‘What happened to you?’ I asked. ‘Why did you get involved in that world in the first place?’

Tobey sat down on my double bed. ‘When I became Mayor of Meadowview, I learned real fast that acquiring political power costs money, and keeping it costs even more. Dan and his entire operation were just a means to an end. I promised myself that, once I got into a position where I could make a real difference, I’d drop all the … bullshit activities that might’ve got me there in the first place.’

Was he for real? ‘And you seriously thought it would be that simple?’

‘I figured with the right combination of carrot, stick and a power base behind me, yes, I could make it work.’

The same tactics he’d tried on me, I realized. ‘You pull that stunt a lot, don’t you? How’s it working out for you?’

A hint of a bitter smile tugged at the corners of Tobey’s mouth. ‘Like shit actually. I’m reassessing its effectiveness,’ he said dryly.

‘Do you have to be dropped on your head to realize it doesn’t work?’

‘No. Using the same strategy on you is one of the biggest regrets of my life,’ said Tobey softly.

And there it was again, that sad, hungry look, like a child with no money gazing longingly into a sweetshop window. My face began to burn.

Get it together, Callie Rose. You have work to do.

‘I want to thank you for everything you did to bring Troy home safely. I’m grateful—’

‘Don’t thank me,’ Tobey interjected. ‘That’s my daughter and your brother. I would give my life for either of them – and for you.’

‘Tobey, don’t—’

‘Don’t what? Speak the truth?’

‘Tobey, you’re out from under now. If the police keep knocking on your door, you now know who really did kill Dan. I don’t doubt for a second that Mum was right about that. I have it on good authority that the murder charge against you will be dropped, so you don’t need me any more.’

Tobey opened his mouth to say something, only to close it again without uttering a word. We faced each other, a world of regrets rendering us both silent.

‘I guess I should be going then,’ Tobey said, sighing. ‘Thank you for letting Libby stay here for a few days.’

‘That was Nana Meggie’s idea,’ I told him. ‘I just agreed with it, that’s all.’

‘Well, I’m grateful. I hope you don’t mind if I come to see her as often as I can. When I have a room in my apartment and also in my official premises redecorated and reorganized for her to use, I’m hoping she’ll come and live with me.’