Back I Spy
Chapters (46)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. PrologueAn Interview
  5. NowA Discovery
  6. ThenBlack Star Sapphire
  7. NowThe Girl with the Two-Coloured Eye
  8. ThenHuman Asset
  9. NowThe Two Tunnels
  10. ThenThe Plague Pit
  11. NowThe Backwards House
  12. ThenThe Forgotten Things
  13. NowThe Woman in the Room
  14. ThenA Quarrel
  15. NowThe Excursion
  16. ThenProvocations
  17. NowFurther Warnings
  18. ThenEavesdropping
  19. NowPersistence
  20. ThenConcealment
  21. NowThe Robin
  22. ThenStartling Intelligence
  23. NowThe Visit
  24. ThenA Meeting
  25. NowAn Assault
  26. ThenApril Fool
  27. NowAn Ambush
  28. ThenThe Handkerchief Tree
  29. NowThe Doors With No Knobs
  30. ThenA Misadventure
  31. NowA Misdemeanour
  32. ThenThe Studio
  33. NowFurther Intelligence
  34. ThenThe Spin Out
  35. NowIllegal Entry
  36. ThenThe Memory Box
  37. NowThe Choice
  38. ThenThe Drowning Place
  39. NowThorpe Hall
  40. NowThe Miniature
  41. NowThe Present
  42. Acknowledgements
  43. For Those Affected by the Issues in This Novel
  44. About the Author
  45. Also by Claire Kendal
  46. About the Publisher

‘You’re my friend, Eliza.’ I try again to flex my bad foot, testing, but it does absolutely nothing.

‘Don’t. Don’t say that.’ She covers her eyes with her hands and sobs. ‘You’re the reason Zac made us move to Bath.’

When Eliza brought Alice to the hospital that first time, she must have guessed who I was before I’d even started to mop up her spilled coffee.

She is clenching and unclenching her jaw. ‘It’s your fault. It’s your fault Jane went there. It’s your fault she’s dead. I wouldn’t have had to do it if it weren’t for you. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t want to. And now I have to do this too.’

‘You don’t.’

‘Zac didn’t know I knew.’ She is shaking her head, her eyes tightly shut. She sounds like a child chanting a nursery rhyme. ‘Not about you. He didn’t know I knew.’

When he came back early from his Edinburgh trip, Eliza wasn’t pretending to be terrified he’d find me there. The terror was real. But it wasn’t because she lived in fear of him. It was because she didn’t want him to discover the extent of what she knew about me. Perhaps Eliza is the best spy of us all.

I try again to lift my head, and I manage an inch or two, but it thwacks back onto the ground, rattling my brain against my skull. I drag my eyes to Alice. She hasn’t moved.

‘I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t I don’t I don’t. Oh God. I don’t.’

‘You don’t have to.’

‘I do. Zac would want to be with you. I’d lose Alice.’

‘Not to me.’ I see how terrifying it must have been for Eliza, imagining having to share Alice with a woman Zac loved more than her, though she couldn’t let herself see that there was zero chance of my ever wanting to be that woman.

She shakes her head again. ‘No. No no no no no. I was right. I was so angry when I phoned you on Monday and you said Zac’s name. You were expecting his call. You two were already talking behind my back, weren’t you?’

I remember Zac saying he didn’t leave the robin in front of my front door. He must have been telling the truth about that, too. It must have been Eliza, wanting me to hate him. She’d made a point of telling me Zac had been in Bath before he travelled to Edinburgh later that same day. She’d wanted me to realise he’d had the opportunity to leave me the robin.