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
So, this kid went missing on a school trip? And Mike works there, and he was on this trip?
Yeah. Don’t start getting ideas, I told her, not willing to admit I’d already wondered if Mike was involved. I was about to tell her about the murdered head teacher but stopped myself. I couldn’t talk about it until it was released to the media.
Anna raised her eyebrows at me. Don’t assume anything, Paige. Make sure you tell Singh about him, then he can have a look into his background.
I didn’t have the energy to argue with her. Besides, perhaps it was a good idea to tell Singh at least some of what had gone on, so he understood why I wanted to avoid Mike as much as possible.
Have you told Max?
About Mike? God no. I don’t want to open up that can of worms.
No, I mean have you told him you’re still at work?
Shit. She was right, I should have told him earlier, but I’d lost track of time. We were supposed to be meeting up but I wouldn’t make it there in time, especially not in the snow. Saying goodbye to Anna, I hung up and sent Max a quick text to tell him I’d have to postpone. I waited for a couple of minutes to see if he’d reply, and I was rewarded with the ping of an incoming message.
No problem. Maybe see you tomorrow instead?
Sure :)
Seeing his name pop up on my phone screen always made me smile. I had no idea what I’d be doing tomorrow, because it really depended on the weather and if I was able to get to Lincoln, but I really wanted to see him. We’d been dating for nearly nine months, and even though we were taking things slowly I had to admit it felt good to have someone who cared about me the way he did. At the beginning, I wasn’t sure if I was ready for a relationship, though Anna and Gem had been encouraging me to get out and meet someone for a while. Things had been going well, Max had been so understanding whenever I’d been hesitant, and I was finally enjoying being part of a couple for the first time in a while. Now I’d stumbled across Mike again, and the reasons why I hadn’t dated for three years all came rushing back, as well as the reasons why I’d fallen for Mike in the first place. Max was nothing like Mike, I knew that, but the way Mike had treated me still affected how I thought and behaved even now.