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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

I felt a churning sensation in the pit of my stomach. That’s who Joe was, and the other students were talking about him. Singh had told me Leon had been talking to someone online – I should have made the connection. I glanced at Sasha and she grimaced at me; neither of us had realised the significance of the conversation we’d had the previous day.

‘We’re doing our best to find out who Joe is. There’s a chance he really is who he says he is, but in this situation we have to assume the worst. The messages stopped abruptly on Saturday morning.’

So? Sasha signed, interrupting. That doesn’t mean that it had anything to do with Leon disappearing.

‘If you’d let me finish,’ Forest said icily, ‘you’ll see there is a connection. Leon arranged to meet Joe when he was on the trip at Normanby Hall.’

Liz and Sasha looked at each other, the social worker closing her eyes and shaking her head, but neither of them interrupted again.

‘According to what he’s told Leon, Joe lives in Scunthorpe, and when he found out Leon was going on this trip he suggested getting a bus up to the park and meeting him on Friday evening. The messages show that Joe didn’t turn up when Leon was expecting him to, but he apologised and said he’d meet him in the cricket pavilion at nine o’clock on Saturday morning instead. Leon replied to say he would leave the cabin before the teachers woke up, because it would be easier to get away then, and he’d be there waiting for Joe.’

Both Sasha and Liz looked at Forest expectantly but the DI shook her head.

‘What happened after that is anyone’s guess, because the messages end there. But we have to assume that whoever Joe is, they deliberately lured Leon out of the cabin and into the park, even when the snow was coming down heavily. Whoever it is certainly doesn’t have Leon’s safety in mind, and we’re now going to work on the assumption that Leon has been abducted. We also have to consider that Steve Wilkinson discovered what was going on, tried to bring Leon back, and was killed as a result.’

A chill settled on the room that had nothing to do with the weather outside. I waited for one of the detectives to speak, but they were silent, letting the full impact of what they had discovered sink in.

This is ridiculous, Liz told the detectives, bristling. We do a lot of work with the students on internet safety, there’s no way Leon would have done something so dangerous and foolish.

‘I’m sorry, but we have the messages,’ Forest replied bluntly. ‘Leon did arrange to meet Joe, whoever Joe is.’