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  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
  3. CONTENTS
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Chapter Twenty-Three
  28. Chapter Twenty-Four
  29. Chapter Twenty-Five
  30. Chapter Twenty-Six
  31. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  32. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  33. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  34. Chapter Thirty
  35. Chapter Thirty-One
  36. Chapter Thirty-Two
  37. Chapter Thirty-Three
  38. Chapter Thirty-Four
  39. Chapter Thirty-Five
  40. Chapter Thirty-Six
  41. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  42. Epilogue
  43. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  44. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Even a few days before she went into labour, the idea of Callum confessing to Ali would have horrified her. It was the reason they hadn’t seen Ali much since the party – keeping a low profile. Except for Callum going round to Ali’s, trying to find out what the police knew. Stupid. Careless. She’d been so angry at him then. Her first instinct had always been to cover up his mistakes, tidy his mess – something you got used to when you were married to a functioning alcoholic. That’s what she’d done the night of the party, not even knowing what she was covering up at first. Then Karen had accused Mike, and Jodi had simply held her breath, said nothing, waited to see how it all fell out. Knowing as only a criminal lawyer could how unlikely a conviction was anyway. But as the weeks went on and Callum’s behaviour got worse and worse – sent home from work, collapsed on the floor drunk, official warnings, threats of a sacking – she’d realised she’d been wrong. There was no future to protect except her own, and her son’s. She and Callum had no future together. She could do this better alone than with him. So when Ali had said she would go and find Callum, Jodi could have stopped her. It was a safe bet that Callum, drunk and off the rails as he was, would tell her everything. But she hadn’t. She’d let Ali go there. And now Callum would go to jail, and the house and baby were Jodi’s alone, and no one would expect her to see him ever again. Not after what he’d done.

Jodi stroked the baby’s cheek, smiling as he unlatched, a windy smile beaming back at her. Really, it had all worked out as well as she might have hoped.

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

A big thank you to everyone at Amazon Publishing for getting behind this book in such an enthusiastic manner – I couldn’t have asked for more support. Special thanks to Jack Butler, and to Ian Pindar for a surprisingly enjoyable edit, and to Jenni Davis for a great copy-edit.

Thanks as always to superstar agent Diana Beaumont and everyone at Marjacq, to Graham Bartlett for police advice, and to all my crime-writing pals for ongoing advice and plot fixes, as well as my university friends for not being like the ones in this book.

If you enjoyed this book, I would love to hear from you! You can find me on Facebook and Instagram, as well as on Twitter as @inkstainsclaire.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

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