Chapters (60)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Sixteen hours before the murder
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Fifteen hours before the murder
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Thirteen hours before the murder
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Twelve hours before the murder
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Eleven hours before the murder
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Ten hours before the murder
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Nine hours before the murder
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Eight hours before the murder
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Five hours before the murder
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Forty-five minutes before the murder
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Fifteen minutes before the murder
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- After
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Keep Reading …
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- By the same author:
- About the Publisher
Singh and I hurried after Samira, wondering what had happened. Was one of the students hurt? Sasha was there and she let us in, then she and Samira led us upstairs to Leon’s room. The door was ajar, and when we looked inside the room was in a state. Drawers had been opened and their contents strewn everywhere, the mattress was tipped on its side and the bed had been moved away from the wall.
Samira found Leon’s room like this, Sasha explained.
‘Who has access to the residence during the school day?’ Singh asked.
All the staff, and the students who live here, though strictly speaking they shouldn’t be here between nine and three.
‘Is there any way of knowing who entered the building?’
Sasha frowned. I think there are CCTV cameras. You’d better ask Liz about that.
Singh nodded. ‘I will.’
He went into Leon’s room and started having a look around, leaving me out on the landing.
I haven’t told Miss Marcek, Samira told me, looking flustered. I was coming to tell her when I saw you, so obviously I told you first.
I stuck my head in the door and asked Singh if Samira could go. He came back out and fixed her with a stern look.
‘Why were you here, Samira? You don’t board, so you shouldn’t even be in the residence.’
The girl shrugged and wouldn’t look at him. I wanted to have a look in Leon’s room, see if I could work out where he might have gone. I miss him.
‘How did you get in?’ he asked.
Samira blinked at him then looked down at her feet. The door was open. Whoever left last must not have closed it properly.
Singh didn’t look convinced, but he nodded anyway.
‘You can go and tell Miss Marcek now. We’ll find you if we need to speak to you again.’
Samira glanced at Sasha before she left, but the social worker was busy looking past me into Leon’s room. While I waited for Singh, I wandered over to the window on the landing and looked outside. The back of the residence was next to the sports field, and as I watched I saw a group of students approaching. It must have been break time, unless Kian, Bradley, Courtney and Cassie had all decided to skip classes at the same time.
The four of them stopped a short distance away, but a little too far away for me to pick up everything they were signing.
… Joe? Courtney signed.
I only told them a little bit, Kian replied.
Don’t have a go at him, how was he to know? Bradley interjected.
I couldn’t see Courtney’s reply, and Cassie was just standing and watching the rest of them before getting involved in the conversation.
… tomorrow, she signed. I kicked myself for not being able to catch what she’d said.