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Chapters (49)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Robert Thorogood
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Robert Thorogood
  5. Note to Readers
  6. Dedication
  7. Chapter 1
  8. Chapter 2
  9. Chapter 3
  10. Chapter 4
  11. Chapter 5
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. Chapter 10
  17. Chapter 11
  18. Chapter 12
  19. Chapter 13
  20. Chapter 14
  21. Chapter 15
  22. Chapter 16
  23. Chapter 17
  24. Chapter 18
  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
  35. Chapter 29
  36. Chapter 30
  37. Chapter 31
  38. Chapter 32
  39. Chapter 33
  40. Chapter 34
  41. Chapter 35
  42. Chapter 36
  43. Chapter 37
  44. Chapter 38
  45. Chapter 39
  46. Acknowledgements
  47. Extract
  48. Prologue
  49. About the Publisher

Tanika didn’t immediately return to the Incident Room after her meeting. Instead, she slipped out of the fire door at the back of the building to get some fresh air. This wasn’t the easiest of tasks, as the back of the station abutted a dual carriageway.

Seeing the cars and lorries roaring past, she allowed herself to give in to her frustrations. As she saw it, her Super was setting her up for a fall. Or, at the very least, making sure that if she messed up, he’d have his back covered.

Do everything in your power to move the cases on, she thought to herself. She was already doing everything in her power. The problem was money. Her team wasn’t anywhere near large enough. Nor was her budget. But years of government cuts had left the police overstretched almost to breaking point. It’s why there wasn’t a detective inspector covering for DI Hoskins while he was off sick. And, Tanika suspected, it was also why her Super hadn’t yet managed to get a DI seconded to help. He’d be trying to make sure the significant extra costs wouldn’t come out of the Maidenhead budget.

And on top of everything else, Shamil, Tanika’s husband, was increasingly ratty at home because of her constant absences. He understood that her work was critically important to her, and he tried hard to give the necessary support, but, as he’d often say, he had his own dreams too. He’d always wanted to be a DJ, and being a stay-at-home-dad was getting in the way of his career, especially when he had to be out late at the weekends. The fact that Shamil had been pursuing the same dream for the last twenty-plus years without ever making any meaningful progress or earning any money was something Tanika had stopped mentioning years ago.

But what broke her heart was the look on her daughter Shanti’s face every morning as she asked if Mummy would be home to read her a bedtime story that evening. It had been even worse in the last week, because Shanti had stopped asking. She already knew the answer.

And as well as all of her responsibilities at home, Tanika also had to do the lion’s share of looking after her father, despite the fact that she had two brothers who were perfectly capable of helping, but didn’t. They didn’t explicitly say it was ‘woman’s work’, but then they didn’t have to because their father did. As far as he was concerned, since Tanika’s mother had died, it was his daughter’s duty to take over as his cook, driver, social secretary, cleaner and washerwoman.