Chapters (155)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- About the Author
- Praise for Martina Cole
- Also by Martina Cole
- About REVENGE
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Book One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Book Two
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Chapter Fifty-Two
- Chapter Fifty-Three
- Chapter Fifty-Four
- Chapter Fifty-Five
- Chapter Fifty-Six
- Chapter Fifty-Seven
- Chapter Fifty-Eight
- Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Chapter Sixty
- Chapter Sixty-One
- Chapter Sixty-Two
- Chapter Sixty-Three
- Chapter Sixty-Four
- Chapter Sixty-Five
- Chapter Sixty-Six
- Chapter Sixty-Seven
- Book Three
- Chapter Sixty-Eight
- Chapter Sixty-Nine
- Chapter Seventy
- Chapter Seventy-One
- Chapter Seventy-Two
- Chapter Seventy-Three
- Chapter Seventy-Four
- Chapter Seventy-Five
- Chapter Seventy-Six
- Chapter Seventy-Seven
- Chapter Seventy-Eight
- Chapter Seventy-Nine
- Chapter Eighty
- Chapter Eighty-One
- Chapter Eighty-Two
- Chapter Eighty-Three
- Chapter Eighty-Four
- Chapter Eighty-Five
- Chapter Eighty-Six
- Chapter Eighty-Seven
- Chapter Eighty-Eight
- Chapter Eighty-Nine
- Chapter Ninety
- Chapter Ninety-One
- Book Four
- Chapter Ninety-Two
- Chapter Ninety-Three
- Chapter Ninety-Four
- Chapter Ninety-Five
- Chapter Ninety-Six
- Chapter Ninety-Seven
- Chapter Ninety-Eight
- Chapter Ninety-Nine
- Chapter One Hundred
- Chapter One Hundred and One
- Chapter One Hundred and Two
- Chapter One Hundred and Three
- Chapter One Hundred and Four
- Chapter One Hundred and Five
- Chapter One Hundred and Six
- Chapter One Hundred and Seven
- Chapter One Hundred and Eight
- Chapter One Hundred and Nine
- Chapter One Hundred and Ten
- Chapter One Hundred and Eleven
- Chapter One Hundred and Twelve
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen
- Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen
- Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen
- Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen
- Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen
- Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen
- Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Two
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Six
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight
- Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Nine
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-One
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Four
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Five
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Six
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Seven
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Eight
- Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine
- Chapter One Hundred and Forty
- Epilogue
- Chapter One Hundred and Forty-One
- Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Two
‘Is he fucking sure? How are we supposed to plot his daughter’s last movements? I mean, in all honesty, where would we start? She could have been literally anywhere.’ Marcus Dewer was genuinely perplexed. He was also feeling worried – like many of Michael’s workforce, he was guilty of having known Jessie Flynn in a biblical sense. If he was honest, on more than one occasion. Now she was on the missing list, and he was terrified that Michael would find that out. Like most people, he believed she was on the nest somewhere, drugged out of her brains and oblivious to all the aggro she was causing.
Jamie Gore shrugged. ‘It is what it is, Marcus. She likes this part of Brixton because she can score here. So let’s get parked, and start asking round.’
Marcus sighed, and parked the BMW neatly. He looked at the photo of Jessie; she was a pretty girl, there was no doubt about that.
‘This is fucking stupid! Everyone knows there’s a price for information on her. The whole of the Metropolitan Police are scouring the Smoke. So what we are supposed to find out I don’t know.’
Jamie Gore secretly agreed with his friend, but he was too shrewd to say that. ‘Marcus, do me a favour, will you? Shut the fuck up, and do what the man is paying us for. Who knows – we might stumble on to something accidentally. In fact, I think we should poke our heads into a few skag houses. You know what junkies are like – the fucking Third World War could erupt and they wouldn’t even notice until they ran out of heroin. So there’s a chance, albeit a very slim one, that they might not know about her being missing. And don’t forget, Marcus, if we find out something important, we will be greatly rewarded.’
Marcus nodded, but he wasn’t convinced. He was more worried that they would be the ones to find her, overdosed and dead as a doornail. That wasn’t the kind of news he would relish giving Michael. It was what the majority of people believed had happened to Jessie Flynn – they were waiting for her body to turn up, and no one wanted to be the one who found it.