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Chapters (49)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Chapter Forty-Three
  46. Acknowledgements
  47. About the Author
  48. Also by Sue Fortin
  49. About the Publisher

Steph considered what Sonia had told her and she had to admit, she found Harry difficult to read herself. She wasn’t always entirely sure what he was thinking. Sometimes he hid his true emotions and thoughts behind those pale blue eyes of his. What Sonia had said wasn’t far off what Harry himself had said about Conmere. Steph knew he didn’t feel at home there and he certainly didn’t feel comfortable about being back, but why was this? Was it just because of the unhappy memories it stirred up, or was there guilt?

‘What do you think Harry feels guilty about?’ Steph asked.

Sonia gave a half-laugh. ‘What do you think? Either directly or indirectly, he played some part in Elizabeth’s death. And if he wasn’t responsible, then he should have protected her, he was her husband. He should …’ she paused to wipe away a tear ‘… he should have loved her more.’

Steph didn’t know what to say so she simply reached out and gave Sonia’s hand a comforting squeeze, allowing Sonia time with her own thoughts and emotions.

Steph took the road at a steady pace – she wasn’t familiar with this part of the Lakes and was relying on her satnav to guide them back to Kendalton Station. She looked in her rear-view mirror as a car came up fast behind them.

‘Bloody hell,’ muttered Steph. ‘Does he want to get in my boot?’

Sonia immediately turned in her seat to look at the car behind, and then back the way they were going. ‘He’s very close,’ she said and Steph could detect an apprehension in her voice.

‘I’ll pull over when I can and let him by. He’s obviously in a hurry.’

She alternated her gaze from the road ahead to the rear-view mirror. The car following them was a black Audi but apart from that Steph didn’t know what sort. The sun visor in the Audi was down, partially obscuring the top of the driver’s face, while a pair of sunglasses and a scarf hid the rest of it. Steph couldn’t even tell if it was male or female but the driver was edging the Audi closer and closer to her. Steph scanned the road ahead for a passing spot, but there was nothing. Suddenly, there was a crunching sound and her car jolted forward.

‘He’s bumped us!’ exclaimed Steph, touching the brakes. ‘What an idiot.’ She began slowing down but the Audi bumped them again. ‘What the …?’

‘Don’t stop!’ yelled Sonia. ‘Drive faster!’