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
Stephen glances away. ‘Yeah. Billy didn’t take it too well. First the begging and the crying, then his dad snogging his teacher. He put a brick through Mark’s car window.’
‘Billy did that? Mark said it was some random vandal.’
‘Mark didn’t know who did it. He didn’t see him, did he? Billy said when he got back home afterwards he was so angry he wanted to smash up more of Mark’s stuff but you were in bed so he destroyed a photo album or something.’
‘He blacked out all the photos of Mark. I’ve seen it.’
‘Oh, right. Well, there’s something else you should know too.’
I grit my teeth. ‘What?’
‘The real reason Mark didn’t get into the police.’
‘When he was nineteen? Why the hell are you bringing that up now?’
‘Because you need to know the truth.’
‘I know the truth. He didn’t get in because a couple of his uncles had criminal contacts. Mark told me.’
Stephen raises his eyebrows. ‘He lied. You thought I was a twat for saying you should be careful about Mark and Kira living in the same house. You thought I was shit-stirring but I’m not the one with a record for having sex with an underage girl.’ He shifts in his seat as I gasp and cover my mouth with my hands. ‘Hmm … I thought it would feel good to get all that off my chest but I feel like shit.’ He slumps forwards, head in his hands, and lets out a low moan. ‘No wonder Caroline has left me. I’m a total cunt.’
I don’t say a word. There isn’t a shred of sympathy in my heart for the man sitting in the chair opposite me. How can there be when he’s just ripped it apart?
Friday 2nd January 2015
Jackdaw44: I saw you arguing last night.
ICE9: Where?
Jackdaw44: Outside the Southside pub.
ICE9: Are you stalking me?
Jackdaw44: I was going to meet Archie. I saw you from across the street.
ICE9: We need to stop this. I love being with you but I can’t bear the deceit. I’m lying all the time and I can’t do it any more. I feel like I’m being pulled in two directions. It’s tearing me apart.
Jackdaw44: Make a choice then.
ICE9: I have.
Jackdaw44: So?
ICE9: I’m sorry.
Jackdaw44: You’re dumping me?
ICE9: Don’t put it like that. What we had was a bit of fun. It wasn’t real.
Jackdaw44: Felt fucking real to me.
ICE9: I’m really sorry. I don’t want to hurt you.
Jackdaw44: Well, I’m hurt. OK?
ICE9: You said we could end this at any time. You said I could stop it if I wasn’t happy.
Jackdaw44: That was before you said it was just a bit of fun. I thought you had feelings for me.