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Chapters (105)
  1. Praise
  2. Title Page
  3. Contents
  4. Dedication
  5. Epigraph
  6. Saturday
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Ten months earlier
  21. Sunday
  22. Chapter 14
  23. Chapter 15
  24. Chapter 16
  25. Chapter 17
  26. Chapter 18
  27. Chapter 19
  28. Chapter 20
  29. Chapter 21
  30. Chapter 22
  31. Chapter 23
  32. Chapter 24
  33. Nine months earlier
  34. Monday
  35. Chapter 25
  36. Chapter 26
  37. Chapter 27
  38. Chapter 28
  39. Chapter 29
  40. Chapter 30
  41. Chapter 31
  42. Chapter 32
  43. Chapter 33
  44. Chapter 34
  45. Chapter 35
  46. Chapter 36
  47. Six months earlier
  48. Tuesday
  49. Chapter 37
  50. Chapter 38
  51. Chapter 39
  52. Chapter 40
  53. Chapter 41
  54. Chapter 42
  55. Chapter 43
  56. Chapter 44
  57. Chapter 45
  58. Chapter 46
  59. Chapter 47
  60. Four months earlier
  61. Wednesday
  62. Chapter 48
  63. Chapter 49
  64. Chapter 50
  65. Chapter 51
  66. Chapter 52
  67. Chapter 53
  68. Chapter 54
  69. Chapter 55
  70. Chapter 56
  71. Chapter 57
  72. Chapter 58
  73. Chapter 59
  74. Chapter 60
  75. One month earlier
  76. Thursday
  77. Chapter 61
  78. Chapter 62
  79. Chapter 63
  80. Chapter 64
  81. Chapter 65
  82. Chapter 66
  83. Chapter 67
  84. Chapter 68
  85. Chapter 69
  86. Chapter 70
  87. Chapter 71
  88. Chapter 72
  89. Chapter 73
  90. Chapter 74
  91. Chapter 75
  92. Chapter 76
  93. Chapter 77
  94. Chapter 78
  95. Chapter 79
  96. Chapter 80
  97. One Month Later
  98. Chapter 81
  99. Chapter 82
  100. Chapter 83
  101. Acknowledgements
  102. About the Author
  103. Also by T.M. Logan
  104. A message from TM Logan
  105. Copyright

‘It’s on a lesser-known file transfer site, set to private view only,’ Sean said, ‘which basically means you need a password to access it – a password that only me and Jennifer have. She sent me the link to the video and told me that if it ever comes out that Jake was involved, it would take her thirty seconds to lift the restriction and upload it to YouTube, put the film out there for the whole world to see. To justify why he did it.’

‘She’s been holding that over you all this time?’

‘Yes.’

I remembered the messages I’d seen on his phone.

Can’t stop thinking about what you said

I meant every word

‘Lucy didn’t realise he was filming, did she?’

‘No.’

‘And does she know Jake was the one who knocked Alex off his bike?’

He shook his head.

‘She doesn’t even know about the video of her asking him to do it. Only Jennifer, him and me know that footage exists.’

‘And me.’

‘And you. So now you know, what do we do? What about Jennifer?’ He checked his watch. ‘The police will be here soon.’

I looked at my husband, my brave, kind, protective husband, my heart overflowing.

‘You know what we have to do, Sean. You’ve known all along.’

After a long moment, he stood up.

‘Yes.’ He nodded. ‘I do.’

One last thing niggled at me.

‘Why did you have the condoms, Sean? I found them in your suitcase.’

He looked confused.

‘I didn’t put any condoms in there. I swear.’

‘Who used that case before you?’

Even before the question had left my mouth, I knew the answer.

‘Lucy,’ I said. ‘She took it on the German trip.’

‘Yeah,’ he said slowly. ‘Summer term.’

He looked around. ‘Where are the kids, anyway?’

‘Games room?’

‘I’ll go and have a look.’

He headed for the basement room and I picked up my phone, scrolling to the Find iPhone app.

The app loaded, displaying my children’s mobile phones as the two devices it could locate.

I selected Lucy’s phone and waited for the location finder to work its magic.

After a few seconds, the map showed Lucy’s location on the west side of the property, near the gorge. There was no good reason for her to be down there in the middle of a thunderstorm. I felt a sudden plunge of panic at the thought of her standing at the edge of the cliff, full of self-loathing over how she’d been treated, feeling used and dirty and worthless, choked with remorse over what she’d set in motion. I sent her a quick text and stood up, preparing to head out into the rain.

Sean came back into the room, his face lined with worry.

‘The kids aren’t in their rooms, either of them.’

I held my mobile up, showing him the icon for Lucy’s phone on the map.