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Chapters (148)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Saturday, 16 June 2018
  4. Twelve Years Earlier, 7 July 2006
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. Sunday, 17 June 2018
  8. 2
  9. 3
  10. Twelve Years Earlier, 7 July 2006: Evening
  11. 2
  12. 3
  13. 4
  14. 5
  15. Twelve Years Earlier, 7 July 2006: Evening
  16. 2
  17. Monday, 18 June 2018
  18. 2
  19. 3
  20. 4
  21. Twelve Years Earlier, 9 July 2006
  22. 2
  23. 3
  24. 4
  25. Twelve Years Earlier, 9 July 2006
  26. 2
  27. 3
  28. 4
  29. Twelve Years Earlier, 9 July 2006: Evening
  30. Tuesday, 19 June 2018
  31. 2
  32. 3
  33. 4
  34. Twelve Years Earlier, 29 July 2006
  35. 2
  36. 3
  37. 4
  38. 5
  39. 6
  40. Twelve Years Earlier, 30 July 2006
  41. 2
  42. 3
  43. Twelve Years Earlier, 31 July 2006
  44. 2
  45. 3
  46. 4
  47. 5
  48. 6
  49. 7
  50. Wednesday, 20 June 2018
  51. 2
  52. 3
  53. 4
  54. Eleven Years Earlier: Sunday Morning, 1 July 2007
  55. 2
  56. 3
  57. 4
  58. Eleven Years Earlier: Sunday Morning, 1 July 2007:
  59. 2
  60. 3
  61. 4
  62. 5
  63. Thursday, 21 June 2018
  64. 2
  65. 3
  66. Eight Years Earlier: Friday, 18 June 2010
  67. 2
  68. 3
  69. 4
  70. 5
  71. 6
  72. 7
  73. 8
  74. 9
  75. Eight Years Earlier: Sunday, 27 June 2010
  76. 2
  77. 3
  78. Eight Years Earlier: Thursday, 1 July 2010
  79. Eight Years Earlier: Thursday, 1 July 2010
  80. 2
  81. Eight Years Earlier: Wednesday, 18 August 2010
  82. 2
  83. Friday, 22 June 2018
  84. 2
  85. 3
  86. 4
  87. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  88. 2
  89. 3
  90. 4
  91. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  92. 2
  93. 3
  94. 4
  95. 5
  96. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  97. 2
  98. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  99. 2
  100. 3
  101. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  102. 2
  103. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  104. Four Years Earlier: July 2014
  105. Saturday, 23 June 2018
  106. 2
  107. 3
  108. Saturday, 23 June 2018
  109. 2
  110. 3
  111. Martin
  112. DI Wynne
  113. Sandra
  114. Maggie
  115. 2
  116. Martin
  117. Maggie
  118. James
  119. Maggie
  120. DI Wynne
  121. Martin
  122. Wynne
  123. Martin
  124. Wynne
  125. Martin
  126. Wynne
  127. Martin
  128. Wynne
  129. Sandra
  130. Wynne
  131. Martin
  132. James
  133. Wynne
  134. Saturday, 23 June 2018
  135. Wynne
  136. PC Oliver Reid
  137. Maggie
  138. PC Oliver Reid
  139. Maggie
  140. Maggie
  141. Maggie
  142. Martin
  143. Epilogue
  144. Keep Reading …
  145. Acknowledgements
  146. About the Author
  147. Also by Alex Lake
  148. About the Publisher

She didn’t know what time the man would come. She guessed he would take Max when – if – he brought breakfast. He would know that this time she would have no doubts what he wanted, so he would not want to come down to the room twice.

Which meant she had to be ready. As soon as she heard the scrape she had to be able to hide Max in the bath. She had removed the wooden base and measured the space between the floor and the base; he would fit, just. Then she could put the base back and cover him. And then, when the man was here, she would take whatever advantage of his confusion she could.

First, though, she needed Max to learn his part in the plan.

‘Max,’ she said. ‘I have a new game for your birthday. It’s called hide and seek.’

‘What is it?’

‘You hide and I look for you. When you’re hidden you have to be very quiet. Want to try?’

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She called Max over.

‘This is a really great place to hide. I’ll show you.’

She picked him up and put him in the bath.

‘Lie down.’ Max did as she said and she picked up the base. ‘I’m going to put this in place,’ she said. ‘It’ll be dark, but don’t worry. And then you stay quiet. Whatever I say, you have to be silent, OK?’

Max nodded. Maggie lay the base on top of him. A cursory glance would have shown it to be out of place, but it was something. The man would have to walk over to the bath to look and maybe that would be an opportunity for her. For what, she didn’t know. But for something.

‘Are you OK?’ she said.

There was no reply. Good. He knew to be quiet. It was ironic, but one of the results of living in the room was that Max was not scared of the dark. As a small girl she’d been terrified of sleeping without a light on in her room. If she ever woke up in darkness she would scream until her mum or dad came to her room and turned on a light.

Max had no such luxury. If the man switched off the light, the room was pitch-black until he switched it on again.

‘Max?’ She put on a deep voice, imitating the man. ‘This is the man speaking. Are you there?’

Max did not reply.

She stomped around the room. ‘Where are you, Max? I need to talk to you.’

Still no reply.

‘Max.’ She spoke louder, putting a threatening tone into her voice. ‘You’d better come out now or there’ll be big trouble. Do you hear me?’

There was a long silence. After a few minutes had passed, she walked to the bath and lifted out the base.

Max grinned up at her. ‘Was I good?’