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Chapters (63)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  3. DEDICATION
  4. THURSDAY
  5. 1 LEXIE PARKER
  6. 2 MARTY PARKER
  7. 3 LEXIE
  8. 4 MARTY
  9. 5 BRENDAN PARRISH
  10. 6 LEXIE
  11. 7 DETECTIVE SERGEANT CARUSO
  12. 8 LEXIE
  13. 9 MARTY
  14. 10 CARUSO
  15. 11 LEXIE
  16. 12 TARA MURPHY
  17. 13 LEXIE
  18. 14 MARTY
  19. FRIDAY
  20. 15 LEXIE
  21. 16 BRENDAN
  22. 17 MARTY
  23. 18 TARA
  24. 19 CARUSO
  25. 20 LEXIE
  26. 21 BRENDAN
  27. 22 CARUSO
  28. 23 MARTY
  29. 24 BRENDAN
  30. 25 LEXIE
  31. 26 TARA
  32. SATURDAY
  33. 27 LEXIE
  34. 28 CARUSO
  35. 29 MARTY
  36. 30 TARA
  37. 31 LEXIE
  38. 32 BRENDAN
  39. SUNDAY
  40. 33 CARUSO
  41. 34 LEXIE
  42. 35 CARUSO
  43. 36 MARTY
  44. 37 TARA
  45. 38 LEXIE
  46. 39 BRENDAN
  47. 40 MARTY
  48. 41 LEXIE
  49. MONDAY
  50. 42 CARUSO
  51. 43 LEXIE
  52. 44 MARTY
  53. 45 LEXIE
  54. 46 BRENDAN
  55. 47 LEXIE
  56. 48 TARA
  57. 49 CARUSO
  58. 50 MARTY
  59. 51 LEXIE
  60. 52 LEXIE
  61. 53 CARUSO
  62. 54 LEXIE
  63. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

It could have been Zoe. The thought replayed itself over and over. Tara tried to control the fear coursing through her body, that feeling of devastation earlier when she’d assumed Bella was dead. She’d never been afraid before. Not properly. And it made her furious. How dare someone make her—Tara—feel vulnerable like this?

Two hours later, Daisy had been awake again. Josh snored as Tara clambered out of bed, stubbing her toe against his boots by the door. With Daisy clamped on her breast, Tara had pictured Bella. Alone in the blackness, hiding in a shed. The baby must have felt her mother’s distress. Daisy gnawed on her nipple and the little fingernails clawed at her breast.

Tara hadn’t told Josh about the Tim Tams; she was the one who had encouraged Lexie to go to the shop. Tara was the reason that Lexie had left Bella alone at the playgroup. Had anyone mentioned that to the police?

‘Mummy, are you awake?’

Zoe crawled into bed next to her, wrapping an arm tight around Tara’s belly. She moved it up higher. Tara hated people touching her bulging tummy—that was the part she needed to get rid of before going back to work. Rolling over, she enveloped her daughter in a cuddle and peppered kisses across her cheeks.

Giggling, Zoe tried to kiss her back, the smell of breakfast cereal on her breath.

‘Now, Zoe, I need to do some quick computer work before Daisy wakes up,’ Tara said. ‘What’s on TV now? Is it Peppa Pig time? Or do you want the iPad?’

‘Peppa Pig, Peppa Pig, Peppa Pig,’ Zoe chanted.

‘Shhh—Daisy’s asleep.’

This was Tara’s constant refrain. Shhh—don’t wake Daisy. Don’t wake the baby. Not after I’ve spent two hours getting her to sleep.

Tara sat at the computer in her pyjamas and brought up the online news. Bella’s face stared out at her. No update. Almost twenty-four hours since she’d gone missing. Where the fuck was she?

Taking a deep breath, she began typing.

BLOGSPOTCRAZY HAZY DAYZ

Terrifying times—our little Bella is missing

A little girl disappeared yesterday, a little girl that we know and love.

The police have searched all night and there is no sign of her.

Our hearts are breaking.

Beautiful Bella is my daughter’s best friend. My little one doesn’t understand what’s happening.

And us adults don’t understand how Bella disappeared in an instant. She was being watched over by caring, loving mums in a safe community.

Please help us find her. Please help us bring Bella back for her birthday next week.

Hug your kids and hold them extra tight today!