Chapters (72)
- Cover
- Dedication
- 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
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- A letter from Jackie
- About the Author
- Also by Jackie Walsh
Lucas is taking three more cans of beer out of the fridge and he sees me looking at him. ‘We’ll go after this,’ he says, handing the cans to Ronan and the two mates whose names I can’t remember.
Amy is busy chatting to the taller guy. The one with the charming smile and designer clothes. She’s giving him the attention she doles out only when she’s very interested in a man. Her eyes are all dopey and fixed on his. She’s nodding in agreement with his every word. I wish she’d say something and mention his name; I don’t want to have to ask Lucas what it is again. He’ll think I’m losing it and I wouldn’t blame him. I’ve been so jumpy and nervous these past few days.
Lucas thinks it’s because the wedding is a week away that I’m so anxious but it’s not that. In fact, I wish the wedding was today and I was jetting off tomorrow. Leaving this place before the detectives discover anything else.
If we had gone with the original date, October, this wouldn’t be happening now. I’d be dodging kangaroos instead of the police. But the band that Lucas wanted wasn’t available, and as he had no other requests, letting me pick everything I wanted from the hotel to the meal to the service, I couldn’t really disappoint him. So we changed it to November. One month later. I thought it wouldn’t make any difference. How wrong was I?
The body hadn’t been discovered in October. I’d never have heard of Avril Ryan on the far side of the world. And if the police did try to contact me through the Australian police, they probably would have just called me up to ask me if I knew anything. I would have said no, I’d never heard of the woman and that would have been the end of it. But here I am. One month and I’m in a completely different situation.
I’m feeling very nervous since Detective Lee asked me about the ‘Cabhrui’ website. I played dumb. I had to. My heart was in my mouth and I think I lost at least a year off my life with the shock I got. I hope I disguised it well.
My mind has been tortured ever since she mentioned it. I wanted to ask her what the site had to do with Avril Ryan but I was afraid that would make me look interested and she might pick up on that and think I was hiding something. Sean did ask, though, and the detective said they came across some information on Avril Ryan’s hard drive that suggested she might be involved with the site.