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
When I get inside, Andriu is listening to some guy who’s making everyone laugh by doing impersonations. He smiles over when he sees me and puts his arm out for me to join him. I dance my way over to his side and stumble into his body. Andriu is holding me close, but I pull away when I glance out the window and notice that the dealer friend of Emily’s is in the back garden. I thought he had gone off in the car that was parked out front, but no. He’s mooching around like he’s casing the place. Planning to rob us, maybe? But why is he so interested in the garden? Is he planning his escape route? I’d tell Andriu, only I don’t want any more trouble. The last party left us without a pane of glass in the front door when someone tried to gatecrash and Andriu grabbed him to throw him out. It was scary but it also made me feel safe that we have Andriu living here with us. This place is so isolated, anything could happen.
I’m about to go outside and tell the imposter to leave but he turns and walks towards the side entrance. Andriu is calling me over the boisterous laughter that’s ringing in my ears but I keep my eyes on the dark shape, making sure he leaves. When I’m happy he’s gone, I move away from the window and back into the arms of the man I love. Not wanting to spoil the party for Andriu or Tara, I decide to wait until the morning to let them know what I saw. But I’m worried. What the hell has Emily brought into our lives?
Chapter Eighteen
Tara
I’m actually believing my world has returned to normal when the body found at Huntley Lodge hits the number one spot on the news again. It’s all over social media. There are even pictures of the dead woman. Avril Ryan, aged thirty-five, was last seen alive on September 7th 2016. I move closer to inspect the photo. Avril looks happy, smiling. She has a big gap between her two front teeth. Her dark hair settles on the furry collar of her white jacket. Her eyes are hazel-green and she doesn’t seem to be wearing any make-up. Her skin is blotchy, probably from the cold. Avril looks like any other normal person. I graze my finger over her image and wonder, did she know she was in trouble when this photo was taken? Was she hiding something behind those big hazel-green eyes?