Back The Friend
Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. Chapter 49
  53. Chapter 50
  54. Chapter 51
  55. Chapter 52
  56. Chapter 53
  57. Chapter 54
  58. Chapter 55
  59. Chapter 56
  60. Chapter 57
  61. Chapter 58
  62. Chapter 59
  63. Chapter 60
  64. Chapter 61
  65. Chapter 62
  66. Acknowledgements
  67. About the Author
  68. About the Publisher

‘I thought about that, but I think you’re right, I think someone has leaked what’s happened and the same sicko from before has phoned again to see if he can get a better reaction this time. I did call Jamie’s school. No one can get to him there – schools are pretty shut down these days. And Callie … well, she’s on a ward with constant supervision. I’ll talk to them when I’m next there but …’ She shrugged again. Joel recognised someone downplaying a threat. He’d seen it before. It would be making her feel better to find simple explanations.

‘I’ll do that if you like. They might take it more seriously if it comes from us,’ Joel said.

‘OK, thanks.’

‘And you?’ Joel asked.

‘Me?’ Sharon sat back as a waitress arrived with a tray of drinks. ‘What can someone possibly do to me to make my life worse?’

Sharon left first. Joel and DS Rose remained silent as they watched her go. From the coffee shop, she was going straight to pick up her twelve-year-old son, and they both had a sense of what the next phase was going to be like for the Evans family.

‘You can see why Hannah got so invested in all this. Families and their kids, it always seems to matter more.’ DS Rose’s words punctured the silence.

‘It does,’ Joel said. ‘I need to understand that case better, or at least I need to understand what Hannah was doing with it.’

‘All she could,’ DS Rose said, her tone edging on anger.

‘I don’t mean like a case review, I mean I want to understand who she was talking to, what she’d been saying, who she was upsetting. That case got her killed.’

‘By Danny Evans. And we understand his motivation to do that, don’t we?’

‘We do. It’s everything else I don’t understand, not yet. Where is the file?’

‘It will have been uploaded – we can see it anywhere we can access Athena,’ DS Rose said, referring to the local computer system used day-to-day, alongside other national databases such as PNC. The local system was more user-friendly and contained everything from convictions at court to anecdotal intelligence, making it far more useful as a research tool. Athena was also where case papers would be uploaded in preparation for sharing with the Crown Prosecution Service if charge advice was being sought. Officers could upload every scrap of material they had on a case, including any handwritten notes, but only in specific circumstances when a case was going to court and a not-guilty plea had been entered. Hannah’s case didn’t meet these criteria and Athena might only reflect the official case papers. Joel wanted handwritten notes and scribbles, he wanted theories and abandoned lines of enquiry – the next best thing to talking to Hannah directly.