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Chapters (63)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise
  3. The Last Stage
  4. Dedication
  5. Contents
  6. 1995
  7. 2017Meredith
  8. One Year LaterMeredith
  9. Graeme
  10. Meredith
  11. Meredith
  12. Graeme
  13. Pete
  14. Meredith
  15. Meredith
  16. Meredith
  17. Meredith
  18. Meredith
  19. Meredith
  20. 1983Meredith
  21. Present DayEmad
  22. Present DayEmad
  23. 1983Meredith
  24. 1983Meredith
  25. Present DayMeredith
  26. Meredith
  27. Meredith
  28. Pete
  29. Pete
  30. Pete
  31. Gemma
  32. 1983Meredith
  33. 1983Meredith
  34. 1983Meredith
  35. Present DayMeredith
  36. 1984Meredith
  37. 1984Meredith
  38. 1984Meredith
  39. 1984Meredith
  40. Present DayGemma
  41. 1992Meredith
  42. Present DayGemma
  43. 1995Meredith
  44. Present DayGemma
  45. 1995Meredith
  46. Present DayGemma
  47. 1995Meredith
  48. Present DayGemma
  49. Pete
  50. Meredith
  51. Pete
  52. Graeme
  53. Emad
  54. Meredith
  55. Meredith
  56. Meredith
  57. Gemma
  58. Meredith
  59. Gemma and Emad
  60. A year laterMeredith
  61. Acknowledgements
  62. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  63. Copyright

Meredith wiped her free hand across her sweaty forehead. She wasn’t sure what to say – she didn’t want to freak her out any more than she already was. ‘Oh Paula,’ she began carefully. She’d been going to say something like, we have to tell the police everything, no matter how inconsequential it seems, but then realised how massively hypocritical that would be.

A robin hopped along the crazy-paving path, stopping with its head on one side to regard her. They stared at each other for a long while. Meredith couldn’t shake the sensation that it was judging her.

‘Look,’ she continued to Paula, and the robin. ‘I’m sorry if you thought I was interfering, but I’m worried. It’s not just the lion. You said the door was left open. I really don’t want to freak you out, and I’m not saying there’s any connection to any of it, but with … what happened to Ralph and Andrea, unless the post-mortems show that they both died accidentally, I just think we can’t be too careful.’

She tailed off, rubbing a burgeoning blister on her thumb made by the spade’s handle. She had decided not to burden Paula with all the other weird stuff that had been going on with her. And neither Paula nor Ralph ever knew the truth about who she used to be, nor how she really got the scar on her hand.

‘DS Davis is coming over to see me today,’ Paula said. ‘It might be with the results of the post-mortem. I asked him, but he wouldn’t tell me on the phone. Which means it’s not good news.’

It was as if she was refusing to accept Meredith’s fears that someone might be targeting them.

‘That Gemma woman, the detective, is coming over to see me as well,’ said Meredith.

‘Why would she do that?’ Paula sounded almost outraged. ‘Why would they need to tell you?’

Meredith immediately wished she hadn’t mentioned it. ‘Because I knew both Ralph and Andrea, I suppose.’

‘I’m going to go to Norfolk to stay with my sister for a bit,’ Paula said. ‘Jackson’s going away with his girlfriend for a couple of weeks, some last-minute package holiday. We can’t have a funeral till the police release Ralph’s body anyway. DS Davis said it was OK as long as he knows where we are. I’ve cancelled all my clients indefinitely.’