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
I begin to panic. Did I meet her? Did I give her my number? I met a lot of new people at Mam’s funeral. I gave my number out to different people when I was helping Dad make the funeral arrangements. But Avril Ryan didn’t have anything to do with arranging funerals.
I feel my confidence deflating when Detective Lee speaks.
‘Tara, you are the last person Avril Ryan rang before she went missing.’
Chapter Twenty-One
I want to ring Lucas. I want to tell him what happened but if I do he’ll rush home and his stag party will be ruined. No. I’ll sit here and wait until he comes in.
Amy stayed for as long as she could, making me drink a brandy. Twice.
When the detectives eventually left, she came out of the room. She probably heard everything that went on. I know if it was me I would have had my ear to the door. But she said nothing. She just asked if I wanted to talk about it and I was so drained, I wouldn’t have known where to start.
It took Amy seven runs up and down the stairs before she had all the drinks unloaded. I hope I didn’t waste her time. The way I’m feeling now there will be no hen party. I’ll be lucky to make the wedding.
I asked Detective Siobhan Lee if I needed a solicitor. She said that was up to me, which means I do. I told them I was getting married a week on Saturday and asked them if they were going to be calling here, asking me questions that I didn’t know the answer to on the days before my wedding. Detective Lee said they would stay away unless it was necessary. What’s necessary to them may not be necessary to me. I’m picturing them standing outside the church when I arrive, white dress, sparkling veil, handcuffs. I feel sick.
And Lucas, what is he going to think? Will he be as eager to take me for his wife if I’m embroiled in a murder case? I can’t believe this is happening.
Tears are rolling down my face but they’re not from sadness, I don’t know how I feel. Numb. That’s it. Numb. I should have known something would come along and derail my happiness. It’s not right to be that happy. To have all the stars aligned. I don’t deserve to be the luckiest woman in the world. Not after what I did. But I just thought for one brief moment I was going to be.