Chapters (48)
- Dedication
- Excerpt
- PROLOGUE
- PART ONE
- Chapter OneGLOUCESTERSHIRE, SPRING 2008
- Chapter Two
- Chapter ThreeGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter FourGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter FiveGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter SixGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter SevenGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter EightGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter NineLONDON, MARCH 2008
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter TwelveGLOUCESTERSHIRE, MARCH 2008
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter FifteenLONDON, MARCH 2008
- Chapter SixteenLONDON, MARCH 2008
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- PART TWO
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-OneTHE TIMES, APRIL 2008
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-ThreeTHE TIMES, MAY 2008
- Chapter Twenty-FourTHE TIMES, MAY 2008
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-SixTIME OUT, JUNE 2008
- Chapter Twenty-SevenTHE TELEGRAPH, JULY 2008
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- PART THREE
- Chapter Thirty-OneTHE TIMES, APRIL 2009
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-NineGLOUCESTERSHIRE,SUMMER 2009
- About the Author
- Never Tell
- About the Publisher
Softly my husband started to cry. ‘Oh Christ,’ he sobbed. ‘Oh Christ. I can’t believe this is happening.’
‘If there’s anything you need to tell me, J,’ I said, and I felt very cold, ‘you should do it now.’
There was a pause. I pulled my cardigan tighter around me but I couldn’t stop shivering. The crying stopped. I could sense James pulling himself together.
‘I need a lawyer. Ring Ruth Jones. Get her here now.’
In the morning, after a few hours’ troubled sleep, I found a bedraggled Liam in the kitchen. Jen had apparently taken the children into Burford for hot chocolate and Star had already left for London. She would contact Katya’s parents and the hospital, Liam said, handing me a stewed cup of tea. I looked at him slumped over the kitchen counter.
‘What the hell’s going on, Liam?’
‘I honestly don’t know, Rose.’ He looked exhausted as he ran a meaty hand through sandy curls. ‘I’ve been at the police station half the bloody night myself with some weasely-faced copper yelling at me to tell the fucking truth.’
‘Were you?’ I stared at him. ‘James didn’t say.’
‘James didn’t know.’
‘So why’ve they let you go and not him?’
‘I don’t know, Rose. I just know that I haven’t a fucking Scooby what’s going on myself.’
Of course, in time, that transpired not to be true, either.
Chapter Twenty-One
THE TIMES, APRIL 2008
Millionaire record producer and club promoter James Miller was apparently apprehended by police during a lavish party at his home in Gloucestershire last night. It is unclear at this stage what, if any, the charges brought against Mr Miller are but he is currently being detained at Oxford police station. Mr Miller had considerable success in the late ‘90s with remixes of various Top Ten dance hits, the most famous being Domino’s smash ‘Hole in the Head’. Miller is also a partner in the Revolver super-clubs in London, Paris and New York. His business partner, Liam MacAvoy, was unavailable for comment today as was Miller’s wife, Rose Langton, the award-winning journalist; she is believed to be at the couple’s million-pound home in the Cotswolds, along with their three children.
Slowly, everyone left the house until I was alone with my children. And the scary thing wasn’t being on my own; it was that I felt a kind of peace I hadn’t felt in years, a peace rapidly spoiled by my own guilt – and the fact that the poor girl had died here.