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Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Prologue
  4. Five Years Later
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
  43. Thirty-nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-one
  46. Forty-two
  47. Forty-three
  48. Forty-four
  49. Forty-five
  50. Forty-six
  51. Forty-seven
  52. Forty-eight
  53. Forty-nine
  54. Fifty
  55. Fifty-one
  56. Fifty-two
  57. Fifty-three
  58. Fifty-four
  59. Fifty-five
  60. Epilogue
  61. Acknowledgements
  62. Canelo Crime
  63. About the Author
  64. Also by Sheila Bugler

Adam frowned. ‘What are you talking about? How is any of this my fault?’

‘I saw you.’ Tara prodded Adam’s chest with her finger. ‘You and Nick had one hell of an argument last night. You didn’t think anyone saw you, but I did. And I heard you threatening him. I’ve been sitting here all morning, trying to keep quiet, waiting until I could tell the police what I saw. But I can’t keep it in. I need to know, Adam. What happened in the smoking area last night?’

‘Oh that.’ Adam’s face cleared, causing some of the tension to leave Clodagh’s body. The relief was short-lived, rapidly replaced by guilt at allowing herself to think, even for a second, that Adam might have had something to do with Nick’s death. The very idea was ludicrous.

‘It wasn’t anything important,’ Adam said. ‘Nick was drunk and trying to stir up trouble. You know the mood he was in yesterday. He was having a go at me about Bella.’

‘Bella?’ The confusion on Tara’s face mirrored how Clodagh felt. ‘Why was Nick talking to you about Bella?’

‘He thought the foundation should have done more to help her.’

‘Bullshit.’ Tara pushed her face close to Adam’s. ‘We both know Nick has never cared about any of that. You can lie to me all you like, Adam Murray. But I’m going to make sure the police know what happened.’ Tears started rolling down Tara’s face, but she didn’t seem to notice. ‘I keep waiting for him to walk in and ask me what all the fuss is about. But that’s never going to happen, is it?’

She looked at Clodagh.

‘Is that why you went out there this morning? Did Adam send you out to check on the body and make sure Nick was really dead?’

‘Of course not.’

Clodagh’s mind raced as she tried to work out what Adam was playing at. He hadn’t mentioned anything about an argument with Nick. Not even when she’d run back into the room this morning and woken him up to tell him Nick was dead. Something cold lodged itself in the pit of her stomach, refusing to shift.

‘You need to calm down, Tara,’ Adam said.

There was a hard edge to his voice that Clodagh recognised. He spoke like that when he was struggling to keep his temper under control.

‘Don’t you dare tell me what to do,’ Tara said. ‘Nick’s lying out there on that beach. Dead. And you know what I’ve worked out? All those people are out there because they’re searching for clues. They think Nick was killed. And if you’ve got anything to do with what happened to him, I’m going to make sure you pay.’