Chapters (63)
- Cover
- Praise
- Dedication
- Map
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Acknowledgements
- Letter from Author
- About the Author
She stands at the doorway and shakes Jackie Morris’s hand. ‘You’ve been a great help. Thank you, Jackie.’
Jackie takes out the tissue from her pocket again and wipes her eyes. ‘Elaine had such a tough life because of Frank and her parents cutting her off. She was such a good person and deserved so much better. I hope you find whoever did this.’
‘I will do everything in my power, I promise.’
Over Jackie’s shoulder Archer sees Poppy sitting on the stairs, with a long strand of wool hanging from her hands.
‘Are you going to find the man who killed Jordan’s mum?’ she asks.
‘I will try,’ replies Archer.
Poppy disappears back upstairs.
Archer steps out into the grey morning and looks up at the stark sky. She hears a tapping sound from the bedroom window. Looking down at her is Poppy. Beside her is her identical sister and the sleepover friend. They have removed their tops and wrapped strands of dark wool around their arms. Their hands are pressed together in prayer.
Archer goes cold.
She takes out her phone and calls Quinn, who picks up after three rings. She tells him about the meeting with Jackie and concludes with, ‘We need to ramp up the search for Frank and Jordan Kelly. Both are missing. Finding them is a priority.’
Finishing the call, she turns and makes her way back to the train station with the grim realisation that the killer has them all in the palm of his hand.
Chapter 33
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IN HIS DREAM JORDAN IS screaming at her over and over again.
‘Don’t go in there, Mum! He’s waiting. Please don’t go in!’
But she doesn’t hear him and carries on walking with a smile on her face.
Like a monster emerging from the shadows the man wraps his arms around her and moments later she falls to the ground.
Jordan jerks from his nightmare and screams until his voice cracks, then he sobs until there are no more tears. His neck hurts from where he has been lying so he pushes himself up to a seated position. His mouth is sticky and his throat is sore from shouting for help.
He badly needs to pee and crawls across to the bucket which is almost full. He retches at the stench and covers his nose with the crook of his elbow to stop from being sick. Climbing to his knees, he leans against the wall and pees there instead.