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Chapters (73)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. Chapter Forty-Two
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Chapter Forty-Seven
  51. Chapter Forty-Eight
  52. Chapter Forty-Nine
  53. Chapter Fifty
  54. Chapter Fifty-One
  55. Chapter Fifty-Two
  56. Chapter Fifty-Three
  57. Chapter Fifty-Four
  58. Chapter Fifty-Five
  59. Chapter Fifty-Six
  60. Chapter Fifty-Seven
  61. Chapter Fifty-Eight
  62. Chapter Fifty-Nine
  63. Chapter Sixty
  64. Chapter Sixty-One
  65. Chapter Sixty-Two
  66. Chapter Sixty-Three
  67. Chapter Sixty-Four
  68. A Letter From Rob
  69. Acknowledgements
  70. DI Dani Stephens
  71. Books by Rob Sinclair
  72. About the Author
  73. Also by Rob Sinclair

It sounded like the front door closing softly. She shot up from the sofa and raced into the hallway – an instinctive reaction, though she had no plan for what she was going to do if some stranger was standing there in the apartment.

But the hallway was empty. Yet unless she was actually insane she’d definitely heard the noise. Had someone been in the apartment and left? She rushed to the front door and flung it open, the feeling of déjà vu washing over her. There was no one out there in the corridor. Dani slammed the door shut and locked it. Heading into the kitchen, she grabbed a rolling pin, then searched through every room, every cupboard, and every corner of the apartment.

There was no one there. No signs that anyone had been there either. She headed into the en suite.

‘What on earth is wrong with you?’ she asked herself, staring into the mirror.

She shook her head then moved back into the lounge and slumped back on the sofa, coffee cup in hand. After a few long sips the caffeine started to kick in and Dani grabbed her laptop to start yet another dig. She had plenty of reasons to mope, but as far as she was concerned, she still had something to offer to the police, and to the case she’d been assigned to.

Did anyone at work know she’d been accessing the system while suspended?

That thought didn’t stop her, and she was soon scouring the HOLMES 2 system once more.

There were no new murder cases that jumped out, and reading the files for Reeve and Natalya, it seemed to Dani that little progress had been made on these since her suspension.

There was a new missing persons case that intrigued her though.

Her heart rate steadily increased as she read the details. Jessica Bradford. A nineteen-year-old who’d first been reported missing by her parents on Monday morning after they failed to get hold of her over the weekend. Jessica was a university student, last seen by her friends on Friday night out in Selly Oak, near to where she lived in the university halls of residence. By the look of the reports in the HOLMES 2 system, other than interviewing her friends and family and requesting CCTV, little had so far been achieved on the case.

Dani sat back and sighed, recalling the conversation she’d had with the Missing Persons team the previous week. They’d seemed almost blasé about the open cases they had, emphasising that there was nothing they could see that was untoward in the volume or patterns of disappearances. Yet here was another young woman who’d disappeared from the area without a trace. That couldn’t be right.

Was Dani reading too much into it all?

She frowned as she stared at Jessica Bradford’s details. Why hadn’t she spotted that straight away?