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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

‘Did it never occur to you that Leon’s disappearance could have something to do with Joe?’

The girl’s eyes filled with tears. I told him not to bother with online relationships, that nobody knows who anyone really is, and I thought he’d stopped. He told me he was going to stop chatting to Joe.

‘When did he tell you this?’

About a week ago. I thought he’d actually listened to me for once, but he obviously just lied to me so I’d stop nagging him. A tear rolled down Samira’s cheek and she wiped it away aggressively. Who is he?

‘Joe? We don’t know, but we’re doing our best to find out.’

She thumped the wall, then turned and stormed out. For a moment I thought Sasha was going to go after her, but then she sat down in her seat again and shook her head.

I hadn’t realised they were all keeping such big secrets, she told Singh, and I could see that she was blaming herself.

‘You said it yourself, teenagers keep secrets,’ Singh replied. ‘We can’t force them to tell us what they know, especially when we don’t know what it is they might be hiding. Perhaps I should speak to Miss Marcek about an assembly for all the students, about online safety. It’s possible other students are behaving in the same way as Leon.’

I thought back to what Anna had told me about past safeguarding issues, and I wondered if they had been connected to the students’ online behaviour. Should I ask Sasha what she knew? I considered it, but then decided not to. I didn’t want to throw the cat among the pigeons and confuse the investigation with information that could be completely irrelevant. It’d have to wait until Anna and I had visited Jane Villiers this afternoon.

Singh spoke to Courtney next, but she completely denied having heard of Joe or knowing anything about what Leon had been planning. I knew she was lying, at least about the first part, but there was no way to prove it. Singh dismissed her with a rueful shake of his head, then ushered Cassie inside.

How would I know who Leon had been talking to? she asked, her eyes bright. He never talked to me about anything.

‘We have reason to believe you knew about Joe, along with Courtney, Bradley and Kian.’

Did they tell you that? Why would they tell you that? I haven’t been talking to anyone called Joe.

Singh frowned. ‘I didn’t say you’d been talking to him, just Leon.’

Cassie paused. Whatever. I don’t know who Joe is or why he’s interested in Leon.

‘The other day you told us you knew things about Leon that nobody else knew. I want you to tell me what it is you know, Cassie.’