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
Could it have been Avril Ryan? The question sits uneasily with me. If so, why did she ring me on the day she disappeared? Did she want an update on how things had gone for my mam? I can’t suggest that to the detectives or they’ll know I broke the law. I’ll be charged. I won’t get to live in Australia with Lucas and the sunshine and barbecued everything.
‘I hope it’s a bit warmer next week,’ Amy says, pushing on the door of Reilly’s pub. ‘If not, we’re going to freeze.’
‘We’ll be on the dance floor by this time,’ Emily says, hurrying in after her.
The pub is busy when we get inside, the lights dim, the music not too loud. We get a spot big enough to accommodate us all in the corner. I glance around to see if Andriu has arrived yet but I don’t see him.
Lucas takes everyone’s order and waves down a young waitress who’s walking past us. He’s telling her what we want when I feel a hand landing on my shoulder. I turn and look up to find Andriu standing there.
‘Jesus, that’s creepy,’ I say, jumping up to hug him. ‘Were you hiding?’ Then I turn and introduce him to everyone. Andriu is wearing the same clothes he was wearing the other day. Jeans, T-shirt and a leather jacket.
Immediately I notice Amy’s eyes locking onto his good looks. She pulls a stool out from under the table and asks him if he wants to sit there.
‘No,’ I say, louder than I mean to. ‘He’s sitting here, beside me, we have a lot of catching up to do.’ Then I pull up a stool beside me and Andriu sits down. When Lucas has finished giving the young waitress the order he stands up and puts his hand out, forcing Andriu to do the same. ‘So, you’re the famous Andriu,’ he says.
‘And you’re the famous Lucas. Congrats on landing such a dinger.’ He shakes Lucas’s hand.
‘Thanks, I think so.’
I can’t put my finger on it but I don’t think Lucas likes Andriu. He’s not fully smiling. Lucas is holding back, staring at him a bit longer than is necessary. Maybe Lucas thinks we were an item once upon a time. That Andriu bedded his woman. Men can be like that, threatened and territorial. Lucas should know he has nothing to worry about.
By this stage Amy has reverted to plan A and is now practically sitting on Lucas’s friend’s knee, who I discover is named Ryan. Emily is deep in conversation with Barry and Lucas has turned away and is recounting some bad joke for Ronan, the best man. I hope it’s not a speech rehearsal.