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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

When Clodagh woke up the following morning, she still hadn’t heard from Adam. Normally, when he was away from her he sent regular texts, asking how she was. So far, she hadn’t heard a word since she’d left him at the pub yesterday afternoon. She kept going back over the argument, trying to work out what she’d done that could have made him angry enough to go to London without telling her. Several times, she’d almost called him to apologise for walking out during lunch. Each time, she’d stopped herself. She’d had every right to be annoyed and if Adam didn’t like that, then that was his problem.

After lunch, she got the train to Worthing. Ivan was waiting on the other side of the ticket barrier when her train pulled into the station. As she walked towards him, she felt nervous and excited, pleased to see him but worried about what she was going to find out about him.

‘You’re late,’ he said, grabbing her into a big, Ivan bearhug that filled her with warmth and left her gasping for air.

‘Blame Southern Rail,’ she said, extracting herself from his arms.

‘But late is better than never at all.’ He beamed down at her and she was so glad to see him she knew she’d already forgiven him for lying to her.

‘I’ve missed you,’ she said.

‘Of course you have. Now, let’s get out of here and go for drinks. We can go to the beach. There’s no sunshine today, which is good because you know how much I hate the sunshine. It’s too hot and it causes cancer of the skin. I don’t understand this devotion people have to a big ball of fire in the sky. It makes no sense to me.’

He continued speaking as he linked arms with Clodagh and led her through the town centre to the beach. There were several bars near the seafront and Ivan insisted on checking each one thoroughly before he finally selected one to his liking.

‘Last month I slept with the guy working there.’ He pointed to one of the bars he’d just rejected. ‘The most boring person I’ve ever met. This place is better because the staff here don’t know me. I’ll let you get the drinks, lady, while I find us a table.’

Obediently, Clodagh went to the bar and ordered a pint of lager and a glass of water.