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Chapters (46)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Lisa Hall
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Lisa Hall
  5. Note to Readers
  6. Dedication
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. Chapter Twenty-Five
  33. Chapter Twenty-Six
  34. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  35. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  36. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  37. Chapter Thirty
  38. Chapter Thirty-One
  39. Chapter Thirty-Two
  40. Chapter Thirty-Three
  41. Chapter Thirty-Four
  42. Chapter Thirty-Five
  43. Extract
  44. Chapter One
  45. Acknowledgements
  46. About the Publisher

He pauses, his hand on the door handle and frowns. ‘Yes? Can I help you?’

‘I hope so.’ I pull the rolled-up plans from under my arm. ‘Do you have a few minutes? You built an extension for my husband a little while ago and I wondered if I could chat to you about it.’

Nick looks wary. ‘Why? I give everything a guarantee, but if there’s a problem…’

‘No, there’s no problem.’ At least, not with the building. At my words he visibly relaxes, and I swoop. ‘Do you think we could maybe go inside for a few minutes? I won’t keep you long, I promise.’ It’s starting to rain, and I shield the plans with my jacket.

Nick makes a show of checking his watch. ‘It’ll have to be quick. I’m already late for a job.’ He bangs on the driver’s window and a young lad looks up from his phone. ‘Tom, I just need a word with this lady. Go up the road and get us a bacon roll each, yeah?’ He turns to me. ‘Come on then, you’d better come inside.’

I follow him into the house, through to a small but airy kitchen. A woman, presumably his wife, looks up in confusion from where she sits at a breakfast bar feeding a chubby baby.

‘Sorry, love,’ Nick stoops to kiss her head, ‘this lady just wants a quick word about her extension. Can you give us a minute?’ With a curious glance between us, Nick’s wife wipes the baby’s face and scoops him from the highchair, leaving Nick and I alone. ‘Right, what did you want to know?’

I lay out the plans, and as Nick looks them over, he nods his head. ‘Yep, I remember this one well. Lovely, light airy room, and a nice couple to work with. The architect did a brilliant job on the design.’ He frowns. ‘You’re not the lady I did the work for, though, did they move already? Seems a shame to spend all that money and then move away. Wait… didn’t we speak about a swimming pool?’

‘We did, and no, they didn’t move,’ I say, my cheeks flushing warm and pink, ‘Caro, the lady you did the work for, isn’t around anymore. Her husband got remarried… err, to me.’ I give him a small smile and he just nods again.

‘So, what’s the problem?’

I flounder for a moment, not sure what to say, everything I’ve prepared melting out of my head. ‘The pool. I wanted to get some more clarification on the pool. Make sure there won’t be any surprises if I go ahead with it.’ Tucking my fingers into my sleeves to hide their shaking, I incline my head towards the plans.