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Chapters (103)
  1. Title Page
  2. Contents
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Thursday
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Friday
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Saturday
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Chapter 19
  27. Sunday
  28. Chapter 20
  29. Chapter 21
  30. Chapter 22
  31. Chapter 23
  32. Chapter 24
  33. Chapter 25
  34. Chapter 26
  35. Monday
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. Chapter 31
  41. Chapter 32
  42. Chapter 33
  43. Chapter 34
  44. Chapter 35
  45. Tuesday
  46. Chapter 36
  47. Chapter 37
  48. Chapter 38
  49. Chapter 39
  50. Chapter 40
  51. Chapter 41
  52. Chapter 42
  53. Chapter 43
  54. Chapter 44
  55. Chapter 45
  56. Chapter 46
  57. Chapter 47
  58. Chapter 48
  59. Chapter 49
  60. Wednesday
  61. Chapter 50
  62. Chapter 51
  63. Chapter 52
  64. Chapter 53
  65. Chapter 54
  66. Chapter 55
  67. Chapter 56
  68. Chapter 57
  69. Chapter 58
  70. Chapter 59
  71. Chapter 60
  72. Thursday
  73. Chapter 61
  74. Chapter 62
  75. Chapter 63
  76. Chapter 64
  77. Chapter 65
  78. Chapter 66
  79. Chapter 67
  80. Chapter 68
  81. Chapter 69
  82. Chapter 70
  83. Friday
  84. Chapter 71
  85. Chapter 72
  86. Chapter 73
  87. Chapter 74
  88. Chapter 75
  89. Chapter 76
  90. Chapter 77
  91. Chapter 78
  92. Chapter 79
  93. Chapter 80
  94. Chapter 81
  95. Chapter 82
  96. Chapter 83
  97. Chapter 84
  98. Three Months Later
  99. Chapter 85
  100. A message from TM Logan
  101. Acknowledgements
  102. About the Author
  103. Copyright

‘But you were angry, right?’

‘Of course I was angry.’

‘You beat him up, didn’t you?’

‘No.’

‘You beat the shit out of him in that car park. You gave him what he deserved, didn’t you, Joe? I would have, in the same position.’

‘No, that isn’t what happened.’

‘But then you realised you’d gone too far.’

I shook my head, unease crawling through my veins like a toxin.

‘I didn’t even know about the affair then.’

‘He punched you, and you didn’t retaliate?’

‘I pushed him. That’s all.’

‘You punched him?’

‘No. I never hit him.’

‘Why not?’

‘He’s half my size.’

That was a stupid thing to say.

‘So would you say you’re a lot bigger, physically stronger and more powerful than this man who was shagging your wife and has now gone missing?’

I tried to stay calm, think about what I said next before it came out of my mouth.

‘He’s not missing, not in the way you’re talking about it.’

‘But you’re a lot taller and stronger than him.’

‘I suppose so.’

‘You’re a big bloke, I bet you hit pretty hard.’

‘I told you, I didn’t hit him.’

‘But you left him there, on the ground? Weren’t you concerned about him?’

‘My son was having an asthma attack, a bad one. I thought he was going to die on me. I went back as soon I could to check Ben was OK, but he had already gone.’

Naylor frowned, lines bunching together across his forehead.

‘Gone where, do you think?’

‘I don’t know. Just gone.’

‘So he was in a bad way when you left him, then?’

It occurred to me that I had already said too much. Probably way too much.

‘Am I being arrested?’

Naylor smiled, the frown lines on his forehead disappearing.

‘Of course not. You can leave whenever you want.’

‘So I can leave now?’

‘Yup.’

‘I can just get up and walk out if I want to?’

‘That’s right.’

He paused, as if daring me to do just that. Now I knew I was free to leave, it seemed churlish to do it when I had nothing to hide. But I suddenly felt intensely claustrophobic, as if I might be stuck here forever if I didn’t get out now.

‘And what happens next?’

‘We continue to gather evidence. On the back of these blood results’ – he indicated the green file – ‘I’ll be requesting additional support to carry out a full proof-of-life inquiry over the next thirty-six hours, starting this morning.’

‘What’s a proof-of-life inquiry?’