Jonah watched her as the barman began to move. He studied the pale eyes as she looked around again. Her tall frame. The lean, strong look of her.

‘I’m Jonah,’ he said. And then, after a moment, he added, ‘I’m a detective. I work with the police.’

She looked back at him, her gaze showing no curiosity. ‘Keely.’

‘Do you need our help?’

He could hear the lemonade hissing into the glass now. There was nothing else to listen to. The whole room full of people were watching the two of them.

Keely narrowed her eyes at him briefly, and said, ‘I don’t. But maybe Nina does.’

‘Nina?’ Jonah asked.

‘My sister,’ Keely said, her voice light. Almost merry.

Jonah’s eyes moved to the blood coating her arms, and he asked, ‘Where is Nina?’

Keely’s amusement turned into a brilliant, knowing smile.

‘Oh, I’m not going to tell you yet, detective,’ she said. ‘That would be too easy.’

THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING

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