Back Her White Lie
Chapters (72)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Chapter Forty-Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Four
  47. Chapter Forty-Five
  48. Chapter Forty-Six
  49. Chapter Forty-Seven
  50. Chapter Forty-Eight
  51. Chapter Forty-Nine
  52. Chapter Fifty
  53. Chapter Fifty-One
  54. Chapter Fifty-Two
  55. Chapter Fifty-Three
  56. Chapter Fifty-Four
  57. Chapter Fifty-Five
  58. Chapter Fifty-Six
  59. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  60. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  61. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  62. Chapter Sixty
  63. Chapter Sixty-One
  64. Chapter Sixty-Two
  65. Chapter Sixty-Three
  66. Chapter Sixty-Four
  67. Chapter Sixty-Five
  68. Chapter Sixty-Six
  69. Chapter Sixty-Seven
  70. A letter from Jackie
  71. About the Author
  72. Also by Jackie Walsh

I’m disappointed Faye never rang back. I really thought she would. I left two messages because the phone kept going straight to voicemail without even ringing. I hope she hasn’t changed her number or lost her phone. She’s probably just busy but I want her to know I’m here if she needs to talk about anything. If she’s worried about the investigation.

When Andriu rang late the other night I was surprised. He asked if we could meet up and I told him it was a hectic week for me. Then I felt guilty. Andriu came all the way from London for my wedding and I was brushing him off. So I arranged to see him tonight, here in the apartment at around eight. I hope he doesn’t stay long because I plan on soaking in a bath, putting on my PJs and relaxing in front of the TV for the night. Tomorrow, things are kicking off with the rehearsal at the church, then dinner at my dad’s favourite bistro. This is my last chance to have a quiet night in.

The frost that covered the balcony earlier this morning is beginning to freeze over again. I’m hoping the weather gets a bit warmer by Saturday otherwise we’ll all freeze to death in the church. It’s a big old church and no matter what they throw at it, it never seems to warm up. I was there last week with Amy and the florist and we were all shivering with the cold the whole time.

I step outside onto the balcony. The cold air wraps around my body. Crossing my arms over my chest, I listen to the siren in the distance. Somebody somewhere is in trouble. I think of the detectives. I haven’t heard from them in a couple of days but that means nothing because they could be anywhere, finding out anything, getting ready to pounce. They did say they would leave me alone this week because of the wedding and I hope they keep their word.

When I told Lucas what Sean said about not mentioning the ‘Cabhrui’ website, he said I should follow Sean’s advice. He’s the professional. He knows what he’s doing. But it doesn’t sit well with me, all this deception. Maybe the detectives would lose interest in me if they knew the truth. But what is the truth? What happened to Avril Ryan at Huntley Lodge?

In the background, my phone rings so I hurry inside but I’m too late, I’ve missed a call from Sean. I redial but it goes straight to voicemail. Then my phone beeps. He has left me a voice message.