Chapters (81)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
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- Fourteen
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- Eighteen
- Nineteen
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- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
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- Thirty-four
- Thirty-five
- Thirty-six
- Thirty-seven
- Thirty-eight
- Thirty-nine
- Forty
- Forty-one
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- Forty-three
- Forty-four
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- Sixty-three
- Sixty-four
- Sixty-five
- Sixty-six
- Sixty-seven
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Read More
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- Three
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- Dedication
Eve raised an eyebrow and blew smoke upwards. ‘Is he now. Well that explains it then.’ She gave Carla a smile before taking another drag. ‘I’m sorry if you found that awkward, in there.’ She nodded towards HQ. ‘Put you in a difficult position I would imagine.’
‘Because I’m friends with Gerry, you mean?’
Eve looked surprised. ‘And me, I presume?’
Carla wanted to crawl away and hide. God, the woman intimidated her. It would never have occurred to Carla that Eve would want a friend, let alone her.
‘Yes, sorry … it’s just, I mean …’
‘I know what you mean.’ Eve patted Carla’s arm, but it was more of a ‘stand down’ gesture than affection.
‘You’ve been Gerry’s pet project since day one. Loves a project, does my husband.’ She paused for a drag. ‘And I suppose I was just along for the ride.’ She smiled again.
God, Carla wanted this to be over. It was far easier to deal with standoffish Eve than this warmer version.
‘And it’s been nice for Gerry.’ She looked down at Carla. ‘I think he’s enjoyed helping someone other than me.’
‘How does he help you?’ She hadn’t meant to ask, but it would never have occurred to her Eve needed help.
‘Without him I wouldn’t be where I am now – in my profession, I mean. I was so determined to make it and at first he wasn’t convinced, but when he saw I wasn’t giving up, he threw everything into it, just like me.’ She stubbed out her cigarette and pulled out another. ‘Dirty double.’ She gave Carla a wink and flicked open the lighter. ‘It’s a big thing for a man to do that.’ She sounded thoughtful. ‘Whatever they say, men mostly want their wives to be less successful than them. It’s the mothering issue – they all expect you to keep their lives running smoothly while they do the “real” work. Otherwise they get jealous and that sort of resentment just keeps getting bigger.’
Carla laughed. ‘I can’t imagine Gerry being jealous, it doesn’t seem his style.’
Eve frowned. ‘No. I don’t think he has ever displayed that emotion.’ She sighed. ‘I really wish he hadn’t shown you the letters. There was no need and all it’s done is further aggravate Ms Fowler – unnecessarily,’ she added.
‘But surely that was the obvious conclusion to draw? That Joanne wrote the letters?’
‘Maybe, but obvious doesn’t always equate with right, now does it?’
Carla had to concede. ‘What did you hope we would conclude?’
‘I’m not sure I know. And really it was Gerry who first suggested the idea I tell you. He doesn’t like keeping secrets, least of all from you.’ She stubbed her cigarette out as Gerry rounded the corner in his car.