Chapters (130)
- Cover
- FIND THEM DEAD
- Dedication page
- Maps
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- FOUR MONTHS LATER
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- GLOSSARY
- ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
- NOW A MAJOR ITV SERIES
- I FOLLOW YOU
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- DISCOVER THE ROY GRACE BOOKS
- FIND THEM DEAD
- The Detective Superintendent Roy Grace books in order
- Also by Peter James
‘It’s a beautiful cathedral city, Meg. Chichester has one of the prettiest high streets in England, but only if you look up. If you only look at eye level, you will just see the same shops as every other high street in the country. But raise your eyes and you see such lovely architecture. It’s the same with Brighton and Hove. If you had just looked up at the apartment building above Marrocco’s restaurant on King’s Esplanade, you might have spotted a glint of glass. A telescope, Meg, through which a profoundly deaf gentleman was watching you and your friend, Ali. This gentleman is able to lip-read and picked up large chunks and the gist of your conversation. I’m so sorry to be the bearer of bad news, Meg.’
‘You bastard.’
‘Tut, tut, there is no need for bad language.’ He sounded genuinely hurt. ‘I’m doing all I can to protect Laura and you are not making my job easy. You do understand that I have to report everything back to my boss, don’t you?’
The icy edge to his voice cut through her soul like a knife.
‘I’m sorry,’ she said, meekly. ‘I – OK – I shouldn’t have done what I did.’
‘No, you shouldn’t. I have already tried to warn you about consequences. Is that not fair to say?’
‘Yes.’ Still meek.
‘Are you going to give me your assurances this won’t happen again?’
‘It won’t happen again.’
‘How would you feel about your friend Ali meeting with a fatal accident?’
‘Please, leave her alone. Please. This is nothing to do with her, she’s just a kind friend concerned about me. I won’t say another word to her. I’ll do whatever you want from now on. I really will.’
‘Yes.’ Menace returned to his voice. ‘Yes, you will, Meg. You’ve got someone else involved now, well done. Now you have put another life at risk. You’d better get back to her and warn her not to say a word to anyone. Take this as a lesson. There is nothing you can do that we can’t see or hear. Don’t leave our phone at home again. Wherever you are. However clever you might think you are, however much drinking wine might give you false courage, all you are doing is putting Laura into very real danger. Do I need to remind you that she is not safe and never will be until this trial is over and you have delivered? You are going to deliver, aren’t you?’
‘I – I’m – doing – doing my best,’ she stammered.