Chapters (77)
- Cover
- Discover the series you can’t put down …
- Epigraph
- PROLOGUE
- 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
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
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- When things get rough, we should all have a friend like Ben Hope …
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- ONLY THE STRONG SURVIVE.
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A long time ago. Ben now understood that Wolf had been carrying that picture around with him all these years. And he also knew where Wolf had bought it as a memento of his romantic two weeks spent in the mountains of Spain with a girl called Sofia. Because scrawled beneath the date, in the same handwriting, was the name of the village depicted in the painting.
It said Albarracín, Aragón.
Ben murmured to himself, ‘I think I’ve just figured out where you went, Jaden.’
Chapter 10
Jeff and Tuesday had sat up for much of the night talking after Ben’s strange and sudden departure. Sometime in the wee small hours, over maybe his tenth or eleventh mug of coffee, Jeff declared, ‘I don’t know about you, mate, but this has got me worried.’
Tuesday was concerned too, but trying to look on the brighter side. ‘It’s obviously got to do with Grace. Why else would he have asked us not to return her calls or speak to her if she phoned here? They must’ve had a bust-up or something. None of our business. But it’ll get sorted out, one way or another. You know how these things are.’
Jeff, still emotionally a little tender from his breakup with Chantal, did indeed know how these things are. ‘He’s had his ups and downs in that department, sure. Brooke, then what’s-her-name in Cherbourg, and now this Scottish chick he’s gone all mushy on.’
‘I don’t think she’s exactly a chick.’
Jeff waved him off. ‘But that’s not the point, is it? There’s more to it than that. This is different. The look on his face. The tone of his voice. The way he insisted we had to keep out of it.’
‘He always does that. You know he likes to be independent, handle things on his own. That’s just his way.’
Jeff looked at his friend. ‘Are you on my side, or what? Saying there’s nothing to worry about here?’
‘I’m an optimist, that’s all.’
‘You don’t think he was acting odd?’
‘Okay, yes, I admit that he was acting odd.’
Jeff shook his head, adamant. ‘He’s scared, Tues. Scared as hell. And he doesn’t scare easy. Last time he had that look on his face was when Jude was on that tanker, remember?’
Tuesday remembered it well. He’d been involved in the whole drama when the ship Ben’s son had been a crew member on had been hijacked by pirates off the coast of Somalia. ‘The African thing. But that was a full-on hostage situation. Life or death. Ben was happy to have us along for the ride that time. So maybe, if this was really a big deal, he’d have asked us this time too.’