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Chapters (60)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Sixteen hours before the murder
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Fifteen hours before the murder
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Thirteen hours before the murder
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Twelve hours before the murder
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Eleven hours before the murder
  27. Chapter 19
  28. Chapter 20
  29. Chapter 21
  30. Ten hours before the murder
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Nine hours before the murder
  35. Chapter 25
  36. Chapter 26
  37. Chapter 27
  38. Eight hours before the murder
  39. Chapter 28
  40. Chapter 29
  41. Chapter 30
  42. Five hours before the murder
  43. Chapter 31
  44. Chapter 32
  45. Chapter 33
  46. Forty-five minutes before the murder
  47. Chapter 34
  48. Chapter 35
  49. Chapter 36
  50. Fifteen minutes before the murder
  51. Chapter 37
  52. Chapter 38
  53. After
  54. Chapter 39
  55. Chapter 40
  56. Keep Reading …
  57. Acknowledgements
  58. About the Author
  59. By the same author:
  60. About the Publisher

The atmosphere in the room felt suddenly heavy as Anna and I took in her words. Stunned by this potential angle, I realised something that made my blood run cold – if Leon had seen Steve’s killer, the police weren’t the only ones desperately looking for him.

Chapter 18

As I drove home, my mind was whirring. Anna was almost quivering, and I could tell she desperately wanted to sit down and start going through theories and suspects, but I was dreading it. The last time that had happened, my sister had crossed paths with a murderer and was lucky to still be alive.

I was glad of the icy weather, because it gave me an excuse to drive slowly, and it took us nearly an hour to get home. As soon as we were inside, Anna pulled off her coat and went to get a notebook. I was reminded of the wall of sticky notes she’d gathered after Lexi was killed, the piles of information she’d got from me or other people in the Deaf community.

No, I told her. We can’t do this again.

She rolled her eyes at me. I’m not going to go haring off without you, not this time. I learnt my lesson, okay?

I didn’t believe her, but I knew this wasn’t an argument I was going to win.

Do you think the video of Bradley and Courtney could be connected to Leon disappearing? she asked.

That depends, I replied. If Leon was the one who filmed them, then we have to consider the possibility that Bradley and Courtney found out and were bent on getting revenge. I thought about what I’d seen of the two students so far: they were practically inseparable, and if Bradley was highly protective of his brother it made sense that he’d behave the same way for his girlfriend. He wasn’t fully in control of the aggression that bubbled away under the surface; I’d witnessed that for myself this week.

They couldn’t have kidnapped him, though, Anna pointed out. Where would they put him? If he was still somewhere in the park he would have been found by now, even with the snow.

Unless they were working with someone else? I suggested, but I knew it was far-fetched even as I said it.

How are a couple of teenagers in a residential school going to find someone to help them kidnap another teenager and not leave a trace? Anna asked, rightly sceptical.

Okay, we’ll rule that out, I conceded.

Could one of the teachers have accused Leon of making the video, so he ran away? she suggested.

I let out a long breath, knowing I couldn’t give her too many details about the investigation. It’s possible. That’s something Forest and Singh will be looking into, I’m sure.