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

Danny turned to the last page of the folder. It was a note addressed to him directly. He skimmed it but nothing was going in, not anymore. He threw the whole folder aside. The slap as it hit the ground this time barely registered, like the room had suddenly filled with water to deaden the sound. The man had become still too and now stared straight at Danny.

‘You know who I am, don’t you?’ Danny said. ‘Callie … She’s my daughter. I should be angry.’ Danny had to stop, to swallow hard a couple of times and lubricate his throat to continue. ‘For a moment I thought it was going to come, but I just can’t feel anything. I haven’t for a while. It’s like Callie took that ability with her, the moment she slumped over on that bench it was gone. If she doesn’t wake up I don’t think I will either. But the one thing I can feel is scared. I’m terrified every single day. And then I feel guilty, it’s crushing, like I only want her to wake up for me, for my sake. And you know what, that’s true, because I want us, I want the family that I had … my family.’ He swallowed again. ‘It was everything. But now it’s like one of the limbs has gone numb and we’re just waiting for it to come back so we can move again. But she might not come back. Not like she was, not ever. So we might have to find a way to move on without her and I’m so terrified that we won’t. That I won’t. But maybe that’s what this is.’ Danny took a step forward and, through the numbness, he felt the butt of the weapon bump him in the chest. He moved his right hand in to take up the slack in the trigger, revelling again in the feeling of the metal pushing back. ‘Maybe this is how we move on.’

The man made a sound again, the loudest yet, a guttural moan from the back of his throat – begging.

Danny pulled the trigger.

Chapter 5

Thursday

6.30 a.m. Cold, fresh. An electric-blue sky merging with a frigid blue ocean. Gentle, lapping waves pushing clacking pebbles, the call of a gull and the smell of its prey. An assault on each of the senses but Danny Evans was numb to it all.