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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

‘For some reason, Lucy has gone back down to the gorge. She’s going to get drenched.’

Lucy appeared in the doorway, her eyes red from crying.

‘Don’t suppose anyone has seen my mobile?’ she said. ‘I left it charging in the lounge and now I can’t find it anywhere.’

I looked at my phone again, selecting the icon for Daniel’s handset, feeling my heart thumping against my ribs as I waited for the app to locate the signal.

It zeroed in on the location of my son’s phone, and my heart rose up into my throat.

Chapter 79

79

Daniel

Daniel ran.

The rain was a pounding torrent that made a thick wall of noise as it struck the leaves on the trees around him and the ground at his feet. He was properly soaked now – he may as well have jumped into the pool, there wasn’t a bit of him that wasn’t totally drenched. Hopefully Lucy would have an umbrella, and they could both go under it and wait for the rain to stop.

He squinted through his rain-smeared glasses. She was up ahead. Near the edge where . . . He didn’t want to think about what had happened to Izzy, it was too sad. Why his sister had wanted to come down here again, he couldn’t figure out. But she had a present for him, and she’d texted him specially, so he’d come. Remembering the bag of Haribo in his hand, he held it up behind his back so that it would be a surprise.

He slowed his pace as he came into the clearing next to the big fallen tree. She was right on the edge of the cliff, with her back to him, long blonde hair plastered to her head. He slowed to a walk, trying to catch his breath. Slowly, she turned around.

He gave her his best smile. Here she was: his sister.

Oh. No she wasn’t.

It wasn’t Lucy.

It took a moment for that to sink in, for his thoughts to catch up, as he blinked up at her through the downpour. Not Lucy. It was Jake and Ethan’s mum, Jennifer, her make-up smeared and smudged in the rain, black lines running down from each eye.

She was here too, that was a bit weird. And she had a phone that looked just like Lucy’s. Like, identical.

‘Hello,’ he said. ‘Have you seen my sister?’

Jennifer smiled at him.

‘She’s on her way.’ She indicated the hand he held behind his back. ‘What have you got there, Daniel?’

He brought the bag of sweets out to show her.

‘A present for Lucy.’

‘Aren’t you sweet? Guess what – I’ve got a present for you too.’

‘What is it?’

She reached into her pocket.

‘A surprise, honey.’