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

‘Okay, if you’re sure.’ Lucas walks over to me. I’m zipping up my jacket when he puts his arms around me and says, ‘Don’t let them bully you, Tara.’ He squeezes me before letting go and I feel stronger all of a sudden. Like he’s transmitted some of his confidence to me.

‘I won’t.’

‘And don’t let them lock you up before the wedding.’ He laughs at his own humour before disappearing into the ensuite.

The air is crisp and cold when I leave the building to walk to work. With my scarf pulled up over my mouth, I walk down the quays tossing every possible question the detectives might ask me around in my head. I need to stay focused and not let them distract me from keeping my eye on the ball. There are things I cannot say, things they must not know. I will lie if I have to.

Muriel calls me into the back of the shop as soon as I arrive. She has some news for me; I can tell by the width of her eyes. It’s not often I see her this excited so I’m expecting it to be good, or at the very least helpful in some way.

‘She had her troubles.’

‘What? Who?’

‘Avril Ryan.’

I can’t move quickly enough for Muriel so she grabs me by the arm and practically drags me closer to her. There’s no one in the cafe and yet she’s talking rapidly and low like she has some big secret she wants no one else to hear.

‘I spoke to Eamon. Allegedly, Avril Ryan had been in trouble a few years before she disappeared. The brother wasn’t able to tell him precisely what it was because he didn’t know exactly – or at least he wasn’t willing to tell Eamon if he did. What he did tell Eamon was that Avril had just gotten her life back to normal when she disappeared. Something to do with a very bad relationship she was in. The man took her for every penny she had. Stole her confidence as well as her future. The poor girl ended up having a nervous breakdown but dropped the charges against him for some reason. Then they think she got mixed up in drugs or something like that.’

Muriel sticks her head out to see if anyone is waiting at the counter before continuing. ‘Of course, this was all said with a lot more emotion and sympathy than I’m telling you now. Eamon said the brother was in an awful state. The whole family were.’

I’m listening intently but I’m still at a loss as to how Muriel thinks this will help me.