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Chapters (172)
  1. Dedication
  2. PART ONE
  3. Saturday, 7 March 2020
  4. Matt
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. Matt
  8. Annabelle
  9. 2
  10. Matt
  11. Annabelle
  12. Annabelle
  13. PART TWO
  14. Late July 2004
  15. September 2004, Birmingham University
  16. 2
  17. 3
  18. 4
  19. 5
  20. 6
  21. 7
  22. Saturday, 7 March 2020, 8.30 p.m.
  23. 2
  24. Annabelle
  25. 2
  26. Birmingham, October 2004
  27. 2
  28. 3
  29. 4
  30. 5
  31. Saturday, 7 March 2020, 10.00 p.m.
  32. Annabelle
  33. Birmingham, November 2004
  34. 2
  35. 3
  36. 4
  37. 5
  38. 6
  39. 7
  40. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 4 a.m.
  41. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.03 a.m.
  42. 2
  43. Birmingham, December 2006
  44. 2
  45. 3
  46. 4
  47. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.15 a.m.
  48. Annabelle
  49. Grappenhall Library, 2009
  50. 2
  51. 3
  52. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.45 a.m.
  53. Matt
  54. 2
  55. Chester, 2011
  56. 2
  57. 3
  58. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 2 p.m.
  59. Annabelle
  60. Summer 2012
  61. 2
  62. 3
  63. 4
  64. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 4.55 p.m.
  65. 2
  66. Summer 2012
  67. Late Summer 2012: Wedding Day
  68. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.31 p.m.
  69. Annabelle
  70. 2013 Christening
  71. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.35 p.m.
  72. 2013: Christening Party
  73. 2
  74. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.41 p.m.
  75. Matt
  76. Annabelle
  77. 2014
  78. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.44 p.m.
  79. Annabelle
  80. PART THREE
  81. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 5.50 p.m.
  82. Annabelle
  83. Matt
  84. Annabelle
  85. Matt
  86. Annabelle
  87. Wynne
  88. Matt
  89. Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.40 p.m.
  90. 2
  91. Annabelle
  92. Monday, 9 March 2020, 8 a.m.
  93. Matt
  94. Wynne
  95. Annabelle
  96. Wynne
  97. 2
  98. Matt
  99. 2
  100. Annabelle
  101. Matt
  102. Wynne
  103. 2
  104. Matt
  105. Wynne
  106. 2
  107. Annabelle
  108. 2
  109. Wynne
  110. Annabelle
  111. 2
  112. 1
  113. 2
  114. Matt
  115. Wynne
  116. 2
  117. Wynne
  118. Matt
  119. Annabelle
  120. Annabelle
  121. 2
  122. Tuesday, 10 March 2020, 7 a.m.
  123. 2
  124. Annabelle
  125. Annabelle
  126. 2
  127. Matt
  128. Tuesday, 10 March 2020, 6 p.m.
  129. Annabelle
  130. Finn
  131. Annabelle
  132. Finn
  133. Wynne
  134. 1
  135. 2
  136. Wynne
  137. Wednesday, 11 March 2020, 8 a.m.
  138. Finn
  139. 2
  140. Annabelle
  141. Wynne
  142. PC Gibb
  143. 2
  144. Wynne
  145. Annabelle
  146. Annabelle
  147. Wynne
  148. Matt
  149. Annabelle
  150. Annabelle
  151. 2
  152. Wynne
  153. 2
  154. Annabelle
  155. Annabelle
  156. Wynne
  157. Annabelle
  158. PC Jessie Chalmers
  159. 2
  160. 3
  161. 4
  162. Annabelle
  163. Wynne
  164. Matt
  165. Read on for a sneak peek of Alex Lake’s new novel, coming 2021 …
  166. Early Summer, 2020
  167. Chapter One
  168. Keep Reading …
  169. Acknowledgements
  170. About the Author
  171. Also by Alex Lake
  172. About the Publisher

‘I told him not to!’

‘He mentioned that. He made me promise not to say anything if I didn’t like it. But, as it turned out, I loved it. So maybe don’t be too angry with him.’

Angry? There was no room for angry.

Other than the day she had met Matt, this was the best day of her life.

Sunday, 8 March 2020, 6.45 a.m.

Annabelle

Matt was looking at her with an earnest expression. It was, to tell the truth, a little desperate.

‘So what is it?’ Annabelle said.

‘We track you. And when the kids are safe, we get you back.’

She nodded slowly. ‘How? They’re going to search me. I can’t imagine they’ll let me have my phone so you can look on the “where’s my phone” app?’

‘I don’t know yet.’ He sipped his tea. ‘Maybe a tracking device, something like that.’

She shook her head. A tracking device would easily be discovered, unless it was some James Bond type thing she ate or hid inside her body, and where would they get something like that?

‘How would I hide it?’ she said.

‘I don’t know. But there must be a way to keep track of you. And it doesn’t need to be for long. As soon as I have the kids, I can call the police.’

She pictured herself in a car with a faceless kidnapper, looking out of the window as her family receded from view. She knew it probably wouldn’t be like that, but that was the image that came to mind.’

‘I just wish there was a way you could follow me,’ she said. ‘I wish you could fly, so high that you were invisible, like an eagle, then swoop down and rescue me.’

He stared at her, his mouth slowly falling open.

‘Annie,’ he said. ‘There is a way I can do exactly that.’

‘How?’

‘A drone.’

She was about to dismiss the idea, but she paused. There was a problem, though. ‘Won’t it be obvious, buzzing up there?’

‘I don’t know,’ Matt said. ‘But maybe we can find one that flies high and quietly. And is fast.’ He held up his hands. ‘I don’t have all the details yet. But it could work, Annie. Someone could operate it from a distance and follow it as it follows you.’

‘What if they do see it?’ she said. ‘And think it’s the police? They might hurt the kids.’

‘We’ll make sure it can’t be seen.’

‘If it can, we’re not using it.’

‘But if it can’t? What do you think?’