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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

‘I’ll miss you though, Kate, you’ve kept me together body and soul since I lost Mandy. I’ve come to rely on you very much. I’d even go so far as to say I’m falling in love. But what you said has a ring of truth. All I can say in my defence is that I have nothing now in my life that I would need to hide from you.’

‘What about the future?’

He smiled. ‘Who knows what the future has in store for us?

Kate looked away from him and concentrated on the ormolu clock on the mantelpiece, its ticking the only other sound in the room. She bit her lip. So much had happened in the last few months. Her life would never be the same again. Her relationship with Lizzy was over. It would be different now between them. Lizzy would need a firm hand after this. All the trust was gone. The one person whom Kate had always seen as constant and good had been shown up in a dark light. It scared her. How could you not know that about your child? On the other hand, the man she had been wary of seeing, who had a bad reputation, who in her right mind she should never have got involved with, had turned out to be a good man underneath. A good and kind man, whose reputation was only believed by the people who didn’t really know him.

‘I don’t want to finish with you, Kate.’

His voice was soft and low.

‘I don’t want to stop seeing you either, Pat.’

She wasn’t sure she could stop now, even if she wanted to.

‘When is she home?’

‘Tomorrow, I could have taken her tonight, you know, being a DI. But I didn’t trust myself, Pat, I thought I might harm her if she was with me while I felt like this.’

‘Why did you come to me?’ It was a low whisper.

‘Because I trust you, I suppose.’

He smiled and pulled her to her feet. ‘Come on.’

‘Where are we going?’

‘I’m going to run you a nice bath, Katie, and I’m going to soap your body personally, every nook and cranny. Then I am going to lay you on my bed and stroke every care and worry from your mind. Then when madam gets home tomorrow, you’ll be in a fit frame of mind to see her and get this sorted out once and for all.’

He pulled Kate to the bottom of the staircase and she dragged her hand from his.

‘Oh, Pat, what am I going to do? What with the case and everything, and now all this with Lizzy . . .’ Her voice trailed off and Patrick took her hand once more.