Chapters (66)
- Cover
- THE HEATWAVE
- Readers love The Heatwave
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Chapter Fifty
- Chapter Fifty-One
- Acknowledgements
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- About the Author
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- About the Publisher
I find the paper describing the girl that went missing at the fair. I remember her face that night as she stood under the Ferris wheel, her hair changing colour as the lights reflected off it. There are moments in your life that you wish you could go back to and make different decisions. I wish I could go back to that fair and tell that girl to be careful, tell her not to get in any cars or talk to any strangers. I think about my Daisy and how when you’re young you just never think it’s going to be you. Bad things only happen to other people, never to you, never to the people you love. Until you learn that lesson the hard way. It can happen to anyone, at any time. You can be good or bad, it doesn’t matter, it’s all random, there is no higher power, no reward or punishment system. Bad things happen to good people all the time and bad people often prosper in life.
I look at the newspapers after the date of her disappearance, to see if there is any more information. She was an only child, her parents were completely devastated, and as I move through the archive I see that occasionally they’ve taken out adverts in the paper appealing for information; to this day they are still trying to find out what happened to their daughter. I push it to the back of my mind. I can’t be sure that I know what happened to her. All I have are suspicions, all I have are theories I can’t get the answers to. I thought I knew the truth once. I was horribly wrong.
There were several suspects in her disappearance, although only one person got lumbered with the blame and to this day I still don’t know if he did it. He already had a terrible reputation and everyone was happy to have a face to put to the crime, so they accepted his guilt with ease. Knowing what I know now, I just don’t think it was that simple. I think we were all to blame. We all looked the other way because it suited our narrative of what ‘bad’ looks like. I know now that you can’t take anyone at face value, that you should never just accept the version of a person they put in front of you. The nicer someone is, the more you have to fear.
Chapter Fifteen
Then