Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Acknowledgments
- P.S. Insights, Interviews & More . . .*
- About the Author
- About the Book
- Read On
- Praise for Susan Lewis and Her Books
- Also by Susan Lewis
- About the Publisher
AS ANDEE DROVE up to the new builds on Westleigh Heights she was mulling over the scene between Claudia and Leo Johnson, wondering what it had really been about, although the handful of mail had been a clue. Had Leo brought it from Claudia’s previous address? If he had, it would confirm that the police here in town knew who Claudia really was, presumably because someone at the Met had tipped them off.
She considered calling her old boss DCI Gould to find out what he was prepared to tell her, but then asked herself why she would do that. She already knew who Claudia was hiding from, and had a fair idea of why, so what was the point of trying to get it confirmed when it was actually none of her business? Claudia had done nothing to harm anyone, quite the reverse in fact, and as long as she wasn’t in any difficulty or danger, which she didn’t seem to be, it was no one’s place to go around asking questions about her just for the sake of it.
So no, she wasn’t going to call Gould, nor was she going to tell Graeme or Dan what she’d witnessed just now. She wouldn’t even mention it to Claudia when she saw her at the concert later, for the last thing she wanted was to make her feel as though she had to explain herself.
Chapter Seventeen
“Is everyone ready?” Marcy called out from the sitting room. “We’re going to be late and I don’t know about you two but I’m hungry.”
First thing this morning they’d all piled into Claudia’s bed to open presents from each other—Marcy couldn’t actually remember what they all were now but was certain it would come back to her—before pulling on tracksuits and trainers to jog over to the shelter to serve turkey specials to the homeless. Andee’s ex-husband, Martin, and his partner, Angie, had been there (everyone seeming to be the best of friends), and thanks to them Claudia now had an invitation for New Year’s Eve. Whether she’d actually go to the black-tie charity ball at the Royal Hotel had yet to be seen, however Marcy was determined to stay hopeful, especially now that she knew that Dan had also been invited.