Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Acknowledgements
- Canelo Crime
- About the Author
- Also by Rachel Lynch
‘Jesus.’ Will ran upstairs and rifled through a wardrobe, taking care to wrap his hands in his sleeves. He found jeans and a top and ran back down. Liam’s trainers weren’t too bad, and he rinsed them under the tap. ‘Put these on outside on the grass. Come on, get dressed.’
Liam did as he was told and they went out the way they’d come in, careful not to touch anything. Liam put his stained trainers on, then they walked to the car and got in, checking the road to make sure no one was about. Will followed the line of sight from Ormond’s house and satisfied himself that they hadn’t been seen.
Then he drove away.
Chapter 48
Sharon Bradley spearheaded the march out of Penrith and north along the A6 towards the Cumbria Constabulary HQ. Millie held her hand, and on his daughter’s other side, Thomas kept his eyes peeled for trouble. If he couldn’t protect her at home, then he wasn’t letting her out of his sight.
As the day wore on, he became more tempted to report Jordan missing. Millie didn’t want him to because she thought it might get him into even more trouble than he was already in. It was a dilemma that he wished Ella could help him with. He’d lost his anchor: the only person in the world who knew instinctively what to do when faced with a quandary concerning their children. He’d taken her for granted and allowed her to make the decisions, so now he was unprepared and amateur. He had no idea how to advise his daughter or discipline his son. His admiration for Ella extended beyond her qualities as a beautiful person; indeed, it was boundless. The strength, commitment, wisdom and poise necessary to nurture and encourage two other human beings was something he was only just beginning to appreciate.
Ella would have known what to do with Millie as she fled their home in search of answers he’d failed on. She’d know how to find their son. After that first glimpse of Jordan on the TV, he had had no further sightings, and neither had Millie, but they were both convinced he was hanging around the estate. Deep in his gut, Thomas knew that Jordan wanted revenge in his own style, and part of him wanted the same. But the thought of his son going to prison for the rest of his life for first-degree murder was unbearable, and he pushed it to the back of his mind every time it raised its ugly head, concentrating on Millie instead.