He shrugged. You told me that you and Anna had plans at the weekend, so I thought I’d try and see you a bit more during the week, then you can spend Saturday and Sunday with her. I know the last few months have been difficult for her.

I’d almost forgotten that Anna and I had planned to go up to York for the Christmas market at the weekend. If the case was solved by then it would be a great day out, but I got the feeling I might end up working every day until it was.

I told him about Anna’s enthusiasm for her new job, and he agreed it was a positive sign, but then gave me a serious look.

I worry that you’re not completely over what happened at the start of the year, though. It feels like you’ve thrown yourself into supporting Anna, without taking into account the trauma you suffered as well.

I shook my head. I’m fine, honestly.

Maybe, but is it really wise you getting involved in another police investigation?

I could see the concern in his eyes, but I found myself getting a bit annoyed.

It’s my job, Max. I’m doing my job. I don’t know anyone involved this time, I lied. Max had probed a little about my romantic history, but I’d offered him very little information and he’d stopped asking. I didn’t want to tell him about Mike while we were in the middle of a nice evening out. Every time I considered bringing it up, I told myself it wasn’t the right time, and I could find a better one.

He was looking at me sceptically. I just want to make sure you’re looking after yourself.

By not wanting me to do my job? I asked, a little more sharply than I had intended.

Don’t be like that, he replied, looking hurt. Of course I want you to do your job. I don’t want you working yourself into the ground and ending up in a dangerous situation, though.

I’m sorry, I said, reaching over and squeezing his hand. I promise, I’m fine.

He nodded. No sign of the missing kid yet then?

Nothing, as far as I know. I sighed. I really hope he’s okay.

One of my exes works at that school, he signed.

Really? Who? I asked, but I had a sixth sense that I knew what was about to come.

Her name’s Jess, she’s the PE teacher.

I’ve met her, I told him, wondering just how many people in my life Jessica Farriday had dated.