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Chapters (78)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-One
  25. Twenty-Two
  26. Twenty-Three
  27. Twenty-Four
  28. Twenty-Five
  29. Twenty-Six
  30. Twenty-Seven
  31. Twenty-Eight
  32. Twenty-Nine
  33. Thirty
  34. Thirty-One
  35. Thirty-Two
  36. Thirty-Three
  37. Thirty-Four
  38. Thirty-Five
  39. Thirty-Six
  40. Thirty-Seven
  41. Thirty-Eight
  42. Thirty-Nine
  43. Forty
  44. Forty-One
  45. Forty-Two
  46. Forty-Three
  47. Forty-Four
  48. Forty-Five
  49. Forty-Six
  50. Forty-Seven
  51. Forty-Eight
  52. Forty-Nine
  53. Fifty
  54. Fifty-One
  55. Fifty-Two
  56. Fifty-Three
  57. Fifty-Four
  58. Fifty-Five
  59. Fifty-Six
  60. Fifty-Seven
  61. Fifty-Eight
  62. Fifty-Nine
  63. Sixty
  64. Sixty-One
  65. Sixty-Two
  66. Sixty-Three
  67. Sixty-Four
  68. Sixty-Five
  69. Sixty-Six
  70. Sixty-Seven
  71. Sixty-Eight
  72. Sixty-Nine
  73. Seventy
  74. Acknowledgments
  75. About the Author
  76. Remarkable Praise for Nicci French
  77. Also by Nicci French
  78. About the Publisher

“If you’ve a problem with me doing this, fine. Absolutely fine. I’ll just say I wasn’t asked and I don’t want to do it.”

“Who will you say it to?”

Jude thought for a moment and then grinned wryly.

“I don’t have a clue. I don’t know anything about being an executor apart from what I learned from spending about ten minutes online. You just have to get the assets valued, make sure debts are paid off and do what Liam wanted, like making sure that his harmonica goes to the right person. It would probably be sensible to get a solicitor to do it. It’ll cost money but it’ll get done the right way. Or you can lean on Dermot. He said he’d do it. I’m not sure he’s quite . . .”

“Stable,” said Danny.

“Capable of doing something like this.”

Danny leaned forward to look at the document. Her dark hair fell across her face and she gathered it up with one hand. Her expression was stern, a little sad.

“You know what gets me,” she said. “I look at the date, what is it? Four months ago? And I imagine Liam suddenly having the idea of doing a will and thinking about it and probably making lists of all those stupid little things he’s leaving to people and all the time keeping it a secret from me. And then, just to make sure it’s a secret, he goes back to his parents and does it there and gets witnesses I don’t know, and then to carry out the will he names an executor.”

“Two executors.”

“Dermot,” she said. “Was he in on the secret?”

“He was as surprised as I was.”

“Why would Liam do all that without telling me? That’s what gets me.”

“I’m guessing he did it because he had become a father and that made him feel he had to put things in order. Maybe he didn’t tell you because people find it difficult to talk about dying. I work in geriatrics, so I see people die all the time and a lot of my job is to make their dying as good as I can. But I haven’t made a will myself because I’m young and I still want to hang on to my belief that I’m going to live forever. I think becoming a parent makes you feel mortal and makes you think about life going on after you’ve left it. What would really have been terrible is if he’d secretly written a will leaving everything to someone else. But whoever the executor is or isn’t, basically it’s all going to you and Alfie.”

Danny got up and filled the kettle, put it on the hob and then sat down again.

“So you need to look at bank records and things like that?”