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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

There’s no password; she’s straight in, staring at his desktop background – a desert scene which could be Las Vegas. It’s too much to hope that Mark’s left his email open, but she can have a root around and see if there’s anything worrying on there. She needs to know what she’s getting into before she throws herself deeper into this. Even though she’s been in it with him since she was a teenager.

She doesn’t find anything, and she’s about to give up when she notices the photos tab. Somehow it feels worse to click on it, but she does – there are thousands of photos on there, most of them of him and Cassie. It doesn’t upset Abby to see them, to be a witness to how happy they look in every photo, because she is the one he has chosen. She understands now what he meant about not being jealous of Rob.

A photo catches her eye. She stares at it, but it takes a moment to realise that she’s staring at a picture of herself. She doesn’t know where it was taken but it’s recent. She’s confused. It’s not recent enough. And it’s of her walking out of the fitness centre in Winchmore Hill, where she met Sienna. She checks the date: fifteenth of April this year. There are more. Candid photos of her she has no knowledge of him taking. And then she sees the one of her and Greg talking in the park the day he disappeared.

Abby’s experienced so much in her life – grief, pain, every emotion it’s possible to feel – yet she’s never before felt like this, as if the core of her has been scraped away. Mark. The one person she thought she had an unbreakable connection with. Now the ground has crumbled beneath her and she’s in freefall.

Using her phone, she takes photos of all the pictures of her then shuts down Mark’s computer. She needs to get out of here before he comes back.

Abby never thought she’d find herself turning to Sienna again, yet here she is standing on her doorstep, texting her because it’s too late to ring the bell:

Can we talk? It’s urgent.

‘Why didn’t you ring the bell?’ Sienna asks when she opens the door. Her hair is damp, and she’s wearing a white fluffy dressing gown; definitely not one of Greg’s this time.

‘I didn’t want to wake Jackson if he’s asleep.’

Sienna smiles. ‘That boy could sleep through an earthquake.’

‘Or Rob. I don’t really want to see him.’