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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 let me in. I didn’t think he would, but he did. That’s how confident he was. It shocked me, Sienna. And scared me. He was like a different person, doing whatever he could to save himself. His career. That must have been how it was when he was with that poor girl.’

‘What are you telling me, Abby? What did you do?’

‘We argued. I lashed out at him. It was like I wasn’t really me, and I was watching myself from a distance, unable to control what I was doing.’

‘Just tell me now!’ Sienna screams. ‘What the hell did you do to Greg?’

FORTY-TWO

Abby

Sienna’s scream pierces her eardrums. She’s got this all wrong and Abby needs to help her understand. Make her understand. This has gone on long enough. ‘No, wait, I didn’t… he was fine when I left. He only had a cut on his face. That’s it. It was just a cut. It wouldn’t even have needed medical attention.’

Sienna falls silent. ‘What are you saying? Tell me everything now.’

So Abby does. She tells Sienna that Greg refused to listen to her, no matter how much she pleaded with him. ‘I’m ashamed to say I even told him that I wouldn’t breathe a word to you, and I probably meant it. I’m sure I would have, but I just needed Greg to listen to me.’

He wouldn’t, though, and in anger and desperation, Abby grabbed the nearest object she could find – a glass that still had water in it – and hurled it at Greg. It smashed into his cheek, and the sight of his blood appearing, trickling down his cheek, made her freeze. The image of him clutching his cheek then staring at his blood-soaked hand will never leave her.

‘He was silent for a moment – in shock probably – but then he shouted at me to get out of his house. I ran, then, without looking back. But he was alive, Sienna. Greg was fine. I even turned around and saw him watching me from the window.’

Sienna is leaning forward, her arms folded defensively across her chest. She’s shaking her head. ‘You must have caused him an injury that he died from later. You did it, you must have. I’ve known all along.’

‘Sienna, listen to me. That makes no sense. His body was found weeks later near Brighton in that canal. It had nothing to do with me. I only cut his face.’ She holds up her hand. ‘I know, that’s awful, but it wasn’t enough to… to kill him.’

‘If this is true, then why haven’t you told the police? I know they’ve spoken to you.’