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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

‘That’s the real reason why you started collecting all those old newspapers,’ Suzie continued. ‘You had to be sure no one came forward with the truth of what happened that day, because you were on that boat. And maybe in the storm your husband fell overboard and you didn’t help him back up. Or maybe you pushed him, which is what my money’s on, knowing you. And I mean that as a compliment. You had an abusive and adulterous husband, so you killed him. And then, once he was in the water, you sailed back to shore, got onto land, and then released his boat to be blown back out to sea.’

‘Is that true?’ Becks asked, so horrified at what she was hearing that she didn’t notice a strawberry roll off her plate.

Judith didn’t answer immediately.

She looked about herself. At the sunlight sparkling on the water, at the cows cropping the grass in the field, and a feeling of contentment overtook her that was almost startling. Suzie had been right when she’d said she could trust her two friends with her life.

She leant forward with a little smile.

‘I couldn’t possibly comment,’ she said, but there was a twinkle in her eye that made it clear that she was indeed commenting. ‘Now then, who’d like a glass of champagne?’

Acknowledgements

Thanks to my editor Finn Cotton, whose enthusiasm, understanding of story, and laser-like attention to detail has made this book so much better than it would otherwise have been. Thanks also to Dominic Wakeford, who I first shared this story with, and also to Anne O’Brien for her diligence during the copy-editing process. When I emailed her the manuscript, I was convinced there were no issues with the timeline. I was wrong. Very, very wrong. She fixed what was fixable; all of the other mistakes are mine.

Thanks also to my literary agent Ed Wilson and all the team at Johnson & Alcock. Ed was the first person I pitched the idea for this book to during a very enjoyable lunch in Marlow, and his immediate enthusiasm was something I clung to during the long months of writing. I’d also like to thank my film and TV agent, Charlotte Knight, and all her team at the Knight Hall Agency. Charlotte’s instincts for what makes a good story are unparalleled, and her wise counsel and friendship over the years has kept me on the straight and narrow, or at least when cocktails aren’t involved.