Chapters (103)
- C.L. TAYLOR
- Copyright
- Praise for The Missing
- Dedication
- Table of Contents
- Thursday 5th February 2015
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Monday 11th August 2014
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Friday 22nd August 2014
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Tuesday 26th August 2014
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Thursday 25th September 2014
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Tuesday 7th October 2014
- Chapter 19
- Wednesday 8th October 2014
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Friday 10th October 2014
- Chapter 23
- Friday 24th October 2014
- Chapter 24
- Monday 3rd November 2014
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Tuesday 4th November 2014
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Saturday 8th November 2014
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Tuesday 25th November 2014
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Thursday 27th November 2014
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Friday 19th December 2014
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Friday 2nd January 2015
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Saturday 3rd January 2015
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Friday 16th January 2015
- Chapter 55
- Tuesday 27th January 2015
- Chapter 56
- Tuesday 27th January 2015
- Chapter 57
- Wednesday 28th January 2015
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- A conversation with C.L. Taylor
- Book club questions for The Missing by C.L. Taylor
- Acknowledgements
- If you were gripped by The Missing, why not try …
- Author Note
- About the Author
- Also by C.L. Taylor
- About the Publisher
‘I keep telling him that he’s not. He’s alive. I need to believe that, almost as much as you do.’ Her fingers twitch on the tabletop and she glances away, towards the window and the busy street beyond the café. She’s thinking about her dad. He died a couple of years ago. Cancer, I think Jake said.
‘Sorry, Kira. I know this is hard for you too.’
‘Mmm.’ She presses her lips together.
I unzip my handbag and push a tissue across the table towards her. ‘Here.’
‘Thanks.’ She dabs underneath her eyes, then takes a deep breath. ‘I just wish … I wish none of this had happened. You’re such a lovely family and you’ve been so kind to me and it kills me to see you all so unhappy. It’s been awful watching Jake tear himself apart after Billy disappeared. Recently I felt like he was getting better. He was enjoying work and going out with his mates again but then the appeal brought everything back and—’
‘DS Forbes turned up.’
‘Yeah. I feel so awful for him but there’s nothing I can do, nothing I can say …’ Fresh tears take the place of the ones that have dried on her cheeks. ‘Do you ever wish you could run away, Claire?’
I think back to my conversation with Sonia, when she told me that my first fugue was my subconscious trying to run away from all the stress in my life. Kira might be nineteen but she’s already gone through so much – dead father, alcoholic mother and now this. She’s shouldering the weight of Jake’s grief and I’ve been so burdened by my own pain I haven’t considered that she might be suffering too.
‘Maybe what you and Jake need is to get away for the weekend? Book a hotel, go to Bath or Weston for—’
She shakes her head.
‘Okay, maybe not. Too close to home.’ I force a smile. ‘How about South Wales? Dad knows someone with a cottage there. I’m sure he’d do mates rates. I’ll tell Jake not to give me any rent money this week. We can manage without it. What do you think? You both need a break.’
‘I’m not sure Jake would come. I can’t even get him out of bed in the morning.’
‘That’s because he’s got nothing to look forward to but he’d do anything for you, Kira. You’re his whole world. You know that, don’t you?’
She nods dumbly, tears still glistening in her eyes.