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Chapters (67)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. PART ONE
  5. ONE
  6. TWO
  7. THREE
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. PART TWO
  23. EIGHTEEN
  24. NINETEEN
  25. TWENTY
  26. TWENTY-ONE
  27. TWENTY-TWO
  28. TWENTY-THREE
  29. TWENTY-FOUR
  30. TWENTY-FIVE
  31. TWENTY-SIX
  32. TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. TWENTY-NINE
  35. PART THREE
  36. THIRTY
  37. THIRTY-ONE
  38. THIRTY-TWO
  39. THIRTY-THREE
  40. THIRTY-FOUR
  41. THIRTY-FIVE
  42. THIRTY-SIX
  43. THIRTY-SEVEN
  44. THIRTY-EIGHT
  45. THIRTY-NINE
  46. PART FOUR
  47. FORTY
  48. FORTY-ONE
  49. FORTY-TWO
  50. FORTY-THREE
  51. FORTY-FOUR
  52. FORTY-FIVE
  53. FORTY-SIX
  54. FORTY-SEVEN
  55. FORTY-EIGHT
  56. FORTY-NINE
  57. FIFTY
  58. FIFTY-ONE
  59. FIFTY-TWO
  60. FIFTY-THREE
  61. FIFTY-FOUR
  62. EPILOGUE
  63. Mailing list
  64. A Letter from Kathryn
  65. Acknowledgements
  66. About the Author
  67. Also by Kathryn Croft

He seems as reluctant to leave as she is, and they walk slowly back to the car, alone with their own thoughts.

Only a few minutes have passed since Rob dropped her home. She’s in the kitchen, staring out of the window, when the doorbell rings. He must have forgotten something. She’s pleased he’s come back; there’s something she wants to explain to him that she should have said earlier.

It’s not Rob standing in front of her, though, when she pulls open the door. DC Roberts leans forward. ‘Can I come in?’

It only takes one glance at him for her to know why he’s here. She pictures herself stepping back, slamming the door in his face.

Standing aside, she lets him in. ‘Just tell me,’ she says. Is her voice shaking? It sounds to her as though it is, even though she wants to appear calm.

‘Shall we sit down?’

‘No. No, I don’t want to sit down.’ She clutches her stomach, doubles over to ease the nausea.

DC Roberts glances through the hall. ‘I’m afraid… we’ve found a body.’ Another pause. ‘Your husband’s wallet was with it, so we have to assume it’s him. I’m so sorry, Sienna.’

DC Roberts reaches out, but he’s too late to catch her when she falls.

PART THREE

THIRTY

Abby

Sienna looks beautiful in black. This is the first thing Abby thinks when she and Rob slip into the back of the church. They’re late. She hadn’t wanted to come, it hadn’t felt appropriate, yet she’d eventually given in to Rob’s insistence. She could tell he needed to be here, even though he and Greg didn’t know each other that well. She suspects he wants to be here for Sienna. Abby has no right to take issue with that.

The minister is talking about Greg as if he knew him well, when in reality he’ll never have laid eyes on him. Everything he says will be from Sienna’s own mouth, her own thoughts, which can’t be objective. But it’s only right to only focus on the good in someone when they die. That’s what people desperately need to cling on to. Never mind the truth.

A talented surgeon and loving father and husband. She almost wants to scream out that it’s all lies.

In one of the front rows, a boy she can only assume is Jackson sits with his mother. He’s nestled into her shoulder while her arm is placed protectively around him. It’s a heartbreaking image; nobody should have to lose a parent so young, especially in the way Greg was taken. Even from the distance Abby sits, she can see Jackson’s body shudder as he cries into his mother.