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Chapters (51)
  1. About the Book
  2. About the Author
  3. Also by Kimberley Chambers
  4. Title Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Acknowledgements
  7. Epigraph
  8. Prologue
  9. Chapter One
  10. Chapter Two
  11. Chapter Three
  12. Chapter Four
  13. Chapter Five
  14. Chapter Six
  15. Chapter Seven
  16. Chapter Eight
  17. Chapter Nine
  18. Chapter Ten
  19. Chapter Eleven
  20. Chapter Twelve
  21. Chapter Thirteen
  22. Chapter Fourteen
  23. Chapter Fifteen
  24. Chapter Sixteen
  25. Chapter Seventeen
  26. Chapter Eighteen
  27. Chapter Nineteen
  28. Chapter Twenty
  29. Chapter Twenty-One
  30. Chapter Twenty-Two
  31. Chapter Twenty-Three
  32. Chapter Twenty-Four
  33. Chapter Twenty-Five
  34. Chapter Twenty-Six
  35. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  36. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  37. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  38. Chapter Thirty
  39. Chapter Thirty-One
  40. Chapter Thirty-Two
  41. Chapter Thirty-Three
  42. Chapter Thirty-Four
  43. Chapter Thirty-Five
  44. Chapter Thirty-Six
  45. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  46. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  47. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  48. Chapter Forty
  49. Chapter Forty-One
  50. Copyright
  51. Cover

Alice saw Jed’s truck pull up outside and breathed a sigh of relief. From the moment she had opened her eyes that morning she’d had one of her feelings of doom and when she’d tried to ring Jed earlier and got no answer, she’d been worried he’d had an accident or something.

‘How’s my Shelby girl?’ Alice said, as she lifted her granddaughter off Lola’s lap.

‘Why did ya keep ringing me, Mum?’ Jed asked.

‘I just wanted to make sure you were all right. Why didn’t you bloody well answer?’

‘’Cause I had me father on the blower. He’s just found us a new horse-box and he wanted to run it past me before he bid the old mush for it. I’m a bit old for you to be checking up on me, ain’t I?’ Jed said, kissing her on the cheek.

‘Had one of me bad feelings today, boy. I ain’t had one of them for a long while. Makes me feel horrible, it do,’ Alice explained.

About to take the piss out of her the way he used to as a boy, Jed opened his mouth and quickly shut it again. His mum had had one of her bad feelings on the day his son Luke had been murdered, and also when Sammy had died, so mocking her was out of the question.

‘Where’s Georgie and Harry?’ he asked, feeling a bit anxious himself.

‘Georgie’s with that Ryan Maloney and Harry went out on the quad bike with that little toerag.’ Alice didn’t like Sonny Adams. He was two years older than Harry, and, in her opinion, was a bad influence on her grandson. It was only since Sonny had moved onto the site that Harry had started thieving, being insolent and bringing home dead bloody chickens.

‘Do you fancy a bite to eat, Alice? I bought a crusty loaf, ham off the bone and some of them Spanish tomatoes,’ Lola asked.

About to reply, Sonny Adams’ frantic yelling stopped Alice from doing so. ‘Some men have took Harry away. I tried to stop them, but they beat me,’ Sonny panted. He’d forgotten about the pain in his groin and had sprinted back to the site as fast as his legs would carry him.

‘Dordi! I knew it. I feel ill,’ Alice screamed.

Jed’s face turned as white as a sheet. ‘What did these men look like? Are you sure it weren’t the gavvers?’ he asked, his voice trembling with fear.

‘No. They were big, bad men and there were five of ’em. I heard one call another one Ray, then they tied Harry boy up and put him in the back of a white van.’

When his mother became completely hysterical, Jed ordered Lola to take her and the baby inside the trailer. He turned back to Sonny. ‘Where did this happen? How long ago was it?’