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Chapters (75)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for The Chalet
  3. Dedication
  4. PART ONE
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. 7
  12. 8
  13. 9
  14. 10
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  22. 18
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  26. PART TWO
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  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. 26
  32. 27
  33. 28
  34. 29
  35. PART THREE
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  69. 63
  70. Epilogue
  71. Acknowledgements
  72. Keep Reading …
  73. Prologue
  74. About the Author
  75. About the Publisher

My tummy rumbled and I started to cry. I couldn’t get out and go to the shops and get the food for Mama. She would be sad that I had eaten all the food until there was none left and made a mess on the floor which was still there because the cloth didn’t work properly when I tried to clean it.

I started to bang on the door. ‘Mama! Mama! Mama!’

31

Daily Mail Online

10 January 2020

A body found in the early hours of the morning in the French Alpine resort La Madière is believed to be that of Will Cassiobury, who went missing in a skiing accident in 1998.

The gruesome discovery was made by the driver of a piste-grooming machine returning from his night’s work.

It is believed that the recent bad weather has caused several minor avalanches which may have dislodged the body from its original resting place.

A full post-mortem will be carried out. Mr Cassiobury’s next of kin, his brother who was skiing with the deceased before he disappeared, is travelling to the resort to formally identify the body.

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January 2020, La Madière, France

Hugo

‘Terrible business,’ Simon is saying. ‘Poor sod. Out there all alone in the snow for all that time. What a way to go.’

‘Awful,’ Cass agrees.

The atmosphere in the chalet is subdued. Nothing is official yet, but everyone seems pretty sure that the body is this guy Will who died in an accident years ago.

‘His brother’s on the way over, apparently,’ Matt says. ‘But his age, sex, and even where he was found, given the recent avalanches compared to where he disappeared, indicate it’s him, as far as I understand. Though nothing will be official until he is formally identified.’

‘Better for the family to have finally found him,’ Cass adds. ‘It doesn’t bear thinking about.’ She shudders, and then leans down to kiss the top of Inigo’s head. He gives a contented sigh of delight and I feel a pang of loss for the baby Ria has so far made sure isn’t going to come into being.

Ria is upstairs in our room, lying down; she says she doesn’t feel well. I’m all out of sympathy. She shouldn’t drink so much. Or lie to me.

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January 2020, Phuket, Thailand

Adam

It was the last thing I was expecting.

Impressive how they found me so quickly, on the other side of the world and after all these years.

It probably sounds terribly callous of me, but for the last couple of decades, I’ve barely thought about Will. Or about what happened that day on the mountain, and the things that went on in the run-up to it.