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
Although I’ve told my parents about finding myself in Weston, Gloucester Road and a car park in the centre of town I haven’t mentioned the photos I took of Mark or the knife I found. I’m not ready to tell them everything.
The knife.
At some point I have to go home and get it. I need to take it to the police – but not yet. Today has drained me and I couldn’t cope with the fallout.
‘Claire?’ Dad says. ‘Do you know what’s causing the blackouts?’
‘Yes, sorry. Sonia thinks they are caused by stress. She says I’ve been bottling up my feelings.’
‘You were always like that as a girl,’ Mum says, looking to my dad for a nod. ‘Always keeping yourself to yourself. We didn’t have the first clue that you were being bullied at school until we went in for parents’ evening. Did we, Derek?’
My dad shakes his head.
‘You know you can always talk to us, Claire.’ Mum reaches for my hand and clamps it between hers. ‘There’s nothing you can’t tell your dad and me. We’re always here for you. Aren’t we, Derek?’
‘Anything you need, love, anything at all.’
‘I got such a shock,’ Mum says, ‘when Sonia rang me using your phone. She said you were too upset to speak and could I come and collect you? What’s wrong, love?’ She gives me a searching look but I’m not sure if I can answer her. They’re my parents. They love Billy as much as I do. I don’t want to hurt them.
‘Come on, love,’ Dad says.
‘Remember what your therapist said. You mustn’t keep things to yourself, Claire. You’ll make yourself ill. Tell us what made you so upset.’
I look down at my hand. It’s starting to throb under the weight of her grip. ‘I told her I thought Billy was dead.’
‘Oh!’ Mum’s hands fly up to her face.
‘Oh no, no, no.’ Dad shakes his head. ‘You mustn’t be saying things like that, love. You need to stay positive. We’re still hopeful. Aren’t we, Maggie?’
Mum doesn’t answer him. She’s still staring at me, her fingers quivering against her lips.
Dad reaches round the table and puts a hand on my shoulder. ‘I know you had a shock when that nasty piece of work came out with … with what he said … but if the police haven’t confirmed it then …’ He tails off, doubting the words he’s saying even as they come out of his mouth.