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 can almost feel my body getting heavier at the mere thought of it. More questions. For a brief moment yesterday, I was able to forget about the investigation and concentrate on the wedding without feeling all doom and gloom but that’s gone now. And probably won’t return until those detectives leave me alone. Why are they being so persistent? Do they honestly think I had something to do with it? I wonder if they have spoken to Faye yet and if so, what she told them. Holding the throw around my body I go to where my phone is charging and check to see if there are any calls. I may have missed Faye when I put it on silent last night.
There’s a couple of texts and WhatsApps but nothing from Faye. I really hope she makes contact today before I go to the station.
Andriu asked me not to tell the detectives he was staying at Horgan’s Hotel. I’ve to pretend I don’t know where he’s staying and give them his phone number. He said he doesn’t want detectives coming into the lobby and asking for him and I don’t blame him. It’s very intimidating; you feel like the whole world is looking at you thinking you’ve done something dreadfully wrong.
In the background, I hear Lucas’s alarm buzzing. Still wrapped in the blanket, I hobble to the bedroom to take a shower. Lucas hasn’t reacted to the alarm yet so I go over to his side and kiss him. His eyes flicker open. He smiles.
‘Time to get up.’ I press the alarm off before moving into the ensuite. When I drop the blanket onto the ground, I shiver. ‘It’s bloody freezing,’ I say, stepping into the shower.
‘Australia can’t come soon enough,’ Lucas shouts from the bedroom, cheering me, reminding me of what’s in store. Heat, sun, beaches. No detectives.
When I’m ready to leave, I remind Lucas that I have to go to the station after work and because I’m not sure how long I’ll be there I’ll ring him when I get out. He’s forgotten about my having to go to the police station already. I can tell by the way he stalls for a minute before commenting.
‘Did you want me to go with you, Tara? I can leave work and… what station is it?’
‘No Lucas, I don’t want you there. It’s bad enough I have to go and Sean the solicitor will be coming with me so you’d just be left waiting.’