Kate looked into the blue depths of Patrick’s eyes and admitted the truth to herself. She needed this man. When he was there she felt alive, really alive, and she wanted that feeling for the rest of her life.

‘I’ve missed you, Patrick.’

As they stood there Willy came out to them.

‘I’ll drop Michelle off home in the Roller.’

‘Thanks, Willy.’ Patrick and the big man shook hands, each grasping the other’s wrists.

Willy went red. ‘I knew that if you two just saw each other you’d be all right.’

Kate smiled at him and he went back into the restaurant.

‘Right then, shall we go home?’

Kate took the proffered arm.

‘Yes, let’s go home, Pat.’

In the car park they stopped by Kelly’s BMW. He took her in his arms and kissed her.

Willy watched them through the window of the restaurant. They fitted together perfectly, like two pieces of a jigsaw. He held up his glass in a silent toast: To Pat and Kate.

An exciting preview of Martina Cole’s powerful new novel, REVENGE

Read on for an exciting preview of Martina Cole’s

powerful new novel,

REVENGE

Coming autumn 2013.

Prologue

Prologue

‘Hello! Are you not listening to me? My little girl has been missing for three fucking days. I think that might be worth your attention, don’t you?’

Michael Flynn was so angry he was almost spitting his words out down the phone. Over six feet tall and with a heavy build, he was a big man and, as everyone in the room knew, he was more than capable of great violence. He was paying them for their expertise, which they currently seemed to be sadly lacking in.

‘Her mother is giving me serious grief, and that alone is a fucking bugbear! I need to know where she is, people! So I think you lot had better get me the information I need before I start to think you’re all mugging me off. I know she ain’t exactly what you might call a wilting fucking violet and, believe me, when I locate her I will personally launch her into outer space for this. But I want her found, and that is why I am here now. You are the Filth – this is what you do! So you had better start doing it quickly, people. I am not a man who is known for his patience, and I have a very low threshold for idiocy.’ He slammed down the telephone.

Jamie Gore listened to his boss rant at the policemen in his employ. Everyone knew that Jessie Flynn was about as dependable as a Nigerian marriage broker, therefore she held no importance whatsoever to anyone, especially the police. She could get away with anything – from possession of any substance, including a bomb, should she ever purchase one, and that was all thanks to her father’s influence. He paid the Old Bill handsomely to ignore her; now suddenly he wanted them to make her a priority? He spoke up. ‘Look, Michael, with all due respect, you know your daughter as well as we do, she could be fucking anywhere. She goes on the missing list regularly.’