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Chapters (41)
  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. About the Author
  40. Lynda La Plante Reader’s Club
  41. Letter from the author

‘Just thought I’d ring my favourite sister and see how her first day on the famous Flying Squad went.’

‘I’m your only sister, and it was a pretty uneventful day, to be honest.’

She knew Pam would take great delight in passing on to her parents all the gory details of the bank robbery if she told her about it, and her mother would then become distraught about her safety, so she decided to play it down.

‘So, you had nothing to do with that bank robbery in Leytonstone on the evening news?’

‘No, it’s not on our patch,’ Jane lied.

‘You fibber, Jane. I looked in an A-Z to see where you worked, and Rigg Approach is about three miles from where the robbery took place.’

‘I didn’t get to go out to it as it was my first day. Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to finish my supper—’

‘I know better than a judge when you’re telling porkies, Jane.’ Pam laughed. ‘I promise I won’t tell Mum if you got shot at.’

‘It’s no laughing matter, Pam. An officer was shot in the stomach and two others were nearly killed when their car crashed after being shot at.’

Pam’s voice became more serious. ‘I knew you were involved. Was it scary?’

‘I got there after everything had happened. I’m involved in the investigation, that’s all – but don’t go saying anything to Mum and Dad.’

‘I won’t. So what happened?’

‘I’m really tired, Pam. I want to have a bath and go to bed—’

‘Oh, come on, don’t leave me in suspense!’

Jane sighed. ‘What are you doing this Saturday?’

‘In case you’d forgotten I’ve got an eighteen-month-old toddler, aka your nephew, to look after.’

‘How is Nathan?’

‘Fine. He’s just started walking and causing mayhem in the house. Actually, you could come over here tomorrow night with a bottle of wine and sleep over.’

‘I don’t think Tony would want me there. I doubt he’s forgiven me yet for telling him he should help a bit more and at least try to change Nathan’s dirty nappies.’

‘I agree with you, but you know how stubborn Tony can be. He’s going up the West End to a stag do tomorrow night. I told him I don’t want him coming home shit-faced and waking Nathan up, so he’s staying at a friend’s house and I’ll be on my own. We could have a good natter, put the world to rights and keep each other company like we used to when we lived at home,’ Pam suggested.