Back The Ladykiller
Chapters (50)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Contents
  4. About the Author
  5. Praise
  6. Dedication
  7. Book One
  8. Prologue
  9. Chapter One
  10. Chapter Two
  11. Chapter Three
  12. Chapter Four
  13. 1948
  14. Chapter Five
  15. 23 December 1989
  16. Chapter Six
  17. Chapter Seven
  18. Christmas 1948
  19. Chapter Eight
  20. Chapter Nine
  21. Chapter Ten
  22. New Year’s Eve
  23. Chapter Eleven
  24. Chapter Twelve
  25. 2 January
  26. Chapter Thirteen
  27. Chapter Fourteen
  28. Chapter Fifteen
  29. Chapter Sixteen
  30. Chapter Seventeen
  31. Chapter Eighteen
  32. Chapter Nineteen
  33. 1953
  34. Chapter Twenty
  35. Chapter Twenty-One
  36. Chapter Twenty-Two
  37. Chapter Twenty-Three
  38. Chapter Twenty-Four
  39. Chapter Twenty-Five
  40. Book Two
  41. Chapter Twenty-Six
  42. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  43. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  44. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  45. Chapter Thirty
  46. Chapter Thirty-One
  47. Chapter Thirty-Two
  48. 4 March 1990
  49. An exciting preview of Martina Cole’s powerful new novel, REVENGE
  50. Prologue

‘What the hell’s going on here, Kate?’ Dan’s voice was incredulous.

She was pulling underwear from a drawer and searching every piece as she picked it up.

‘Lizzy is at this moment in Grantley Police Station on a charge of possession of cannabis.’ Her voice was thick with fury.

‘What!’ Evelyn held her hand to her heart. ‘Are you sure?’

‘Oh, I’m sure all right. I know what my own daughter looks like.’

She pulled the drawer from its hole and examined the underneath. There, taped to the bottom, was a small plastic bag of amphetamines. Kate ripped it off and shoved it in the pocket of her jacket.

‘Look, Kate, relax for a second and tell us what happened. There must be some mistake.’

‘There’s no mistake, Dan. I thought that as well, until I saw her. I was called from the incident room by the desk sergeant who recognised her. She was in a squat in Tillingdon Place. Yes, Tillingdon Place, the biggest dump in Grantley, and she was tripping out of her head.’

‘No.’ Evelyn felt sick inside.

‘Yes, Mum. Now will you two just get out? I must find out what she’s got, what’s going on. I got the duty doctor to give her a blood test, for my eyes only. I could break her bloody neck!’

‘Listen, Kate, maybe someone took her there and gave her the drugs . . .’

‘Oh, don’t you think I thought of that? Well, don’t you?’ She rounded on Dan. ‘I went into the cell and she told me to fuck off out of it. Those were her exact words. She was shouting and swearing at everyone. I have never been so humiliated in all my life. Miss Goody Two Shoes hasn’t been to work for a week apparently. I went round to Joanie’s and she told me everything. Lizzy wasn’t at Joanie’s on New Year’s Eve, she was at that bloody rave! She’s nothing but a lying, scheming little bitch!’

She burst into tears. Evelyn went to her and put her arm around her shoulders.

‘I’ll make us all a cup of coffee, shall I? Dry your eyes, Katie, crying won’t solve anything.’

‘I did everything I possibly could for that girl. We treated her well, tried to bring her up decently. Why has she done this to us? To herself? It’s as if I never knew her.’

Evelyn kissed the top of her head.

‘Sure there’s plenty of people must have said the same thing after a visit from you, love. You bring your children up, you do your best, but in the end they go their own way.’