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Chapters (80)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Debbie Howells
  3. Readers gave The Vow five stars …
  4. Dedication
  5. Niamh
  6. Chapter One
  7. Niamh
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Niamh
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Niamh
  13. Chapter Five
  14. Niamh
  15. Chapter Six
  16. Chapter Seven
  17. Chapter Eight
  18. Chapter Nine
  19. Niamh
  20. Chapter Ten
  21. Chapter Eleven
  22. Niamh
  23. Chapter Twelve
  24. Chapter Thirteen
  25. Chapter Fourteen
  26. Chapter Fifteen
  27. Niamh
  28. Chapter Sixteen
  29. Chapter Seventeen
  30. Chapter Eighteen
  31. Niamh
  32. Chapter Nineteen
  33. Chapter Twenty
  34. Chapter Twenty-One
  35. Chapter Twenty-Two
  36. Niamh
  37. Chapter Twenty-Three
  38. Chapter Twenty-Four
  39. Chapter Twenty-Five
  40. Chapter Twenty-Six
  41. Niamh
  42. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  43. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  44. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  45. Niamh
  46. Chapter Thirty
  47. Chapter Thirty-One
  48. Chapter Thirty-Two
  49. Chapter Thirty-Three
  50. Chapter Thirty-Four
  51. Niamh
  52. Chapter Thirty-Five
  53. Chapter Thirty-Six
  54. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  55. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  56. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  57. Chapter Forty
  58. Chapter Forty-One
  59. Niamh
  60. Chapter Forty-Two
  61. Chapter Forty-Three
  62. Niamh
  63. Chapter Forty-Four
  64. Chapter Forty-Five
  65. Chapter Forty-Six
  66. Niamh
  67. Chapter Forty-Seven
  68. Chapter Forty-Eight
  69. Chapter Forty-Nine
  70. Niamh
  71. Chapter Fifty
  72. Niamh
  73. Chapter Fifty-One
  74. Chapter Fifty-Two
  75. Niamh
  76. Keep Reading …
  77. Acknowledgements
  78. About the Author
  79. Also by Debbie Howells
  80. About the Publisher

I’m still angry with Stephanie as I drive away. I know her life is collapsing around her, but she has no right to make assumptions about other people. By the time I reach home, my anger hasn’t dissipated. In the house, I throw my bag on the table. Then thinking what Stephanie said – if I talk to the police – I realise there’s every chance she isn’t going to. Without hesitating, I grab my phone and call the number DS May gave me.

She answers straight away. ‘DS May.’

‘Hello. It’s Elise Buckley.’ I’m floundering, suddenly less sure of what I want to say, terrified I’m opening a Pandora’s box. But I can’t go back. ‘There’s something I think you need to know.’

*

In the thirty minutes before DS May’s car pulls up in the drive, I swing between fobbing her off and telling her the truth about James, but in the end, duty wins over. James is involved in a business that puts children at risk. I should have gone to the police the moment I found out. But there’s Stephanie, too. I saw a different side to her earlier – unstable, poisonous. Whatever she said about calling the police, I don’t trust her.

‘Come in.’ I hold the door open for DS May, who looks like someone’s mum rather than a policewoman in her printed cord skirt and suede boots. She follows me into the kitchen.

‘What was it you wanted to tell me?’

‘Would you like to sit down?’ As she goes over to the table and pulls out one of the chairs, I take a deep breath. ‘James Hampton is caught up in something he’s been hiding from you. Stephanie, his wife, told me about it.’ I sit down opposite her.

Switching on her notebook, DS May frowns at me. ‘What exactly has he done?’

‘Someone offered him the chance to invest in a porn business. Apparently they told him they’re developing an app, which is why they were looking for investors.’ I hesitate. ‘She said he knew what he was investing in was porn – there’s a website. But what he didn’t know until later was that there are images of children, too.’

She leans forward, her gaze suddenly sharp. ‘Do you know the name of it?’

‘She didn’t say. She was very upset.’

‘What else has she told you?’