Chapters (79)
- COVER
- About the Author
- Also by Jo Thomas
- DEDICATION
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- SIXTY-TWO
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- RECIPES
- Lavender shortbread
- Apricot jam sponge cake
- Lavender lamb
- READ MORE
- Prologue
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
We stand behind his chair and stare at the screen. Fabien, Carine and I are silenced by what we’ve just seen.
‘Cora!’ I say eventually. ‘I knew it was her all along. I just wanted Stephanie to tell me it wasn’t her.’ My fists are tight with fury. ‘But she needed me not to ask.’
‘You can see it clearly,’ says the mayor. ‘Here.’ He points to the screen as he reruns the footage. ‘She appears round the back of the hut, just as you are walking away with Fabien. Stephanie and JB are with Tomas, who has had enough for one day.’ He seems to chuckle. ‘She takes the box and slides it into Stephanie’s bag, there, by the door, where she dropped it when she went to Tomas.’
I’m so angry I can hear the blood whooshing in my ears! Not just angry with Cora, angry with myself for even questioning Stephanie or JB for a second!
‘She even takes her banner back as she leaves,’ he points out. She’s leaning into the water and dragging it out. ‘No doubt intending to be back with it again tonight.’
‘If only I hadn’t walked away,’ I say. ‘If I’d stayed at the clearing until we’d locked up, none of this would have happened.’
‘You were dumping me, remember?’ Fabien says drily, his joy at finding Stephanie conclusively innocent forgotten, his hurt evident. My cheeks tingle and burn – I’m not sure whether with embarrassment, regret or fury about Cora.
‘Yes,’ I say, hanging my head. ‘Very badly if I remember it correctly. I’m sorry.’
‘Sorry for dumping me or sorry for doing it so badly?’ He raises his eyebrows, his lovely green eyes shining again.
‘Both,’ I croak.
‘Okay, well, let’s sort out Cora, and then you two need to talk,’ says Carine. ‘Talking is always the best option.’ She smiles at the mayor and I wonder what decision she has come to and hope it’s right for everyone. ‘And to think it was Cora’s idea to put in the CCTV, to get rid of the homeless in the town.’
‘I think we can agree she’s about to be, er, hoist by her own petard!’ says the mayor. ‘You leave Cora to me and my police officers,’ he says.
‘In the meantime, there’s probably someone else you should speak to before you talk to me,’ says Fabien. ‘Would you like a lift?’ he says kindly. It’s all I can do not to hug him.
‘Please,’ I manage. I just hope Stephanie will agree to see me, because if she won’t, I don’t think I’ll be able to stay around here any longer. My time at Le Petit Mas will be over and all my happy memories destroyed. Which may be exactly what I deserve.