Back The Flood
Chapters (101)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. THREE LOST MEN
  4. The First Man:
  5. The Second Man:
  6. The Third Man:
  7. SATURDAY
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. MONDAY
  11. Chapter 1
  12. Chapter 2
  13. Chapter 3
  14. Chapter 4
  15. Chapter 5
  16. Chapter 6
  17. Chapter 7
  18. Chapter 8
  19. Chapter 9
  20. Chapter 10
  21. Chapter 11
  22. TUESDAY
  23. Chapter 1
  24. Chapter 2
  25. Chapter 3
  26. Chapter 4
  27. Chapter 5
  28. Chapter 6
  29. Chapter 7
  30. Chapter 8
  31. Chapter 9
  32. Chapter 10
  33. Chapter 11
  34. Chapter 12
  35. Chapter 13
  36. Chapter 14
  37. Chapter 15
  38. Chapter 16
  39. WEDNESDAY
  40. Chapter 1
  41. Chapter 2
  42. Chapter 3
  43. Chapter 4
  44. Chapter 5
  45. Chapter 6
  46. Chapter 7
  47. Chapter 8
  48. Chapter 9
  49. Chapter 10
  50. Chapter 11
  51. Chapter 12
  52. Chapter 13
  53. Chapter 14
  54. Chapter 15
  55. Chapter 16
  56. THURSDAY
  57. Chapter 1
  58. Chapter 2
  59. Chapter 3
  60. Chapter 4
  61. Chapter 5
  62. Chapter 6
  63. Chapter 7
  64. Chapter 8
  65. Chapter 9
  66. Chapter 10
  67. Chapter 11
  68. Chapter 12
  69. Chapter 13
  70. Chapter 14
  71. Chapter 15
  72. Chapter 16
  73. Chapter 17
  74. Chapter 18
  75. Chapter 19
  76. Chapter 20
  77. Chapter 21
  78. FRIDAY
  79. Chapter 1
  80. Chapter 2
  81. Chapter 3
  82. Chapter 4
  83. Chapter 5
  84. Chapter 6
  85. Chapter 7
  86. Chapter 8
  87. Chapter 9
  88. Chapter 10
  89. Chapter 11
  90. Chapter 12
  91. Chapter 13
  92. Chapter 14
  93. Chapter 15
  94. Chapter 16
  95. Chapter 17
  96. AUTUMN 2016
  97. Chapter 1
  98. Chapter 2
  99. Afterword and Acknowledgements
  100. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  101. Copyright

Please don’t let them be dead.

Because then I will die too.

She parked at the petrol station. A man was filling up his car, but there was no sign of anyone else. She’d found a picture of Alex online so that she’d recognise him. She positioned herself a short distance away from her car, constantly looking around to make sure she hadn’t been followed, checking that the man with the Wellingtons hadn’t come after her.

A car pulled off the road and parked not far from the pumps. A tall, grey-haired man got out. He glanced in her direction and raised his eyebrows inquiringly.

Tina nodded.

She couldn’t stop thinking about the man with the Wellingtons.

How would she know if she could trust Alex Recht? Noah might have been wrong; maybe Alex was the person behind all the bad stuff.

If he’s the one who betrayed Noah, then I’ve had it.

‘Tina?’

She nodded again. She was so tired. Alex took out his ID and gave her as much time as she needed to examine it. He jerked his head in the direction of the man filling up his car.

‘Someone you know?’

‘No,’ Tina said, handing back his ID.

They waited until the man had paid and driven off.

‘Why here?’ Alex asked.

‘It seemed like a good place.’ That was the best she could come up with.

‘You look tired. Shall we go and sit in my car, have a chat?’

She took a step backwards. ‘No.’

‘Okay, we won’t do anything you don’t want to do, or anything that doesn’t feel right.’

Tina could see he was wondering why she was afraid to get in his car. She could also see endless patience in his eyes, oceans of calmness and wisdom.

‘I went to Malin and Dan’s house today.’

‘Noah’s brother and sister-in-law?’

‘Yes. I have a spare key, but I hadn’t used it before. Well, I had, but only when Malin asked me to.’

‘To water the plants and take care of the post when they were away?’ Alex said with a smile.

‘Exactly. But this time I went in anyway, because Noah said the police wouldn’t listen to him, and I thought I might find a clue, something that would help me work out what had happened to Malin and Dan.’

She fell silent; it had started raining.

Alex glanced towards his car.

‘How about this for an idea? You sit in the front seat on the driver’s side with the door open or closed, whichever you prefer. I’ll sit in the back on the other side. Okay?’

Tina wished she was a little girl again so that she wouldn’t have to make decisions, wouldn’t have to worry about what was right or wrong.

‘Okay,’ she whispered.