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Back When I Lost You Save as PDF
Chapters (81)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. One
  6. Two
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Seven
  12. Eight
  13. Nine
  14. Ten
  15. Eleven
  16. Twelve
  17. Thirteen
  18. Fourteen
  19. Fifteen
  20. Sixteen
  21. Seventeen
  22. Eighteen
  23. Nineteen
  24. Twenty
  25. Twenty-one
  26. Twenty-two
  27. Twenty-three
  28. Twenty-four
  29. Twenty-five
  30. Twenty-six
  31. Twenty-seven
  32. Twenty-eight
  33. Twenty-nine
  34. Thirty
  35. Thirty-one
  36. Thirty-two
  37. Thirty-three
  38. Thirty-four
  39. Thirty-five
  40. Thirty-six
  41. Thirty-seven
  42. Thirty-eight
  43. Thirty-nine
  44. Forty
  45. Forty-one
  46. Forty-two
  47. Forty-three
  48. Forty-four
  49. Forty-five
  50. Forty-six
  51. Forty-seven
  52. Forty-eight
  53. Forty-nine
  54. Fifty
  55. Fifty-one
  56. Fifty-two
  57. Fifty-three
  58. Fifty-four
  59. Fifty-five
  60. Fifty-six
  61. Fifty-seven
  62. Fifty-eight
  63. Fifty-nine
  64. Sixty
  65. Sixty-one
  66. Sixty-two
  67. Sixty-three
  68. Sixty-four
  69. Sixty-five
  70. Sixty-six
  71. Sixty-seven
  72. Epilogue
  73. Acknowledgments
  74. Read More
  75. Prologue
  76. One
  77. Two
  78. Three
  79. Four
  80. Follow Merilyn online
  81. Dedication

He looks pained. ‘Because since Mary’s come back you’ve been distracted, distant, and I feel like you’re slipping away from me and I don’t know what to do about that.’

He’s right. I have been. But that’s to be expected. It was a shock to hear from her after all this time. It was Joanne’s fault, coming back and bringing Mary with her.

I take his hand and hold it up to my cheek, then kiss it. He smells of soap but tastes of salt after a hot day in the office. I kiss it again.

‘I’m sorry. You’re right. And we need to be together on this one or it’s going to go very wrong. But you can’t seriously think I would kill a man and then go and work the crime scene immediately after?’

Gerry shook his head. ‘No, of course not.’ I see him hesitate and I’m about to get angry when he says, ‘I think they know I called Joanne.’

I let go of his hand. I told him not to contact her. I told him no good would come of it and we needed to cut her out of our lives, not bring her into it.

‘The phone bills?’ I say.

‘Yes. They may have got Joanne’s call data and it would show up. Carla would recognise the number, I’m sure of it.’

‘But she hasn’t said anything to you?’

‘No.’

I relax a little. ‘Well, then. Carla would have told you. She adores you and your friendship would matter more to her. She’d definitely put you first.’ I take a couple of mouthfuls of wine and start to feel better. Maybe this is all going to work out OK. We just need to get rid of Mary first, then deal with Joanne afterwards.

I feel a laugh brewing at the absurdity of it all. Me chasing Mary, who’s chasing Eve, and Joanne chasing all of us. I think I may be drunk. I take another mouthful of wine just to make sure.

‘Anyway,’ I say, ‘the point is, Carla mustn’t know yet that you called Joanne, so what we need to concentrate on is getting rid of Mary.’ I can see he’s still hurt, but we don’t have time for nicey-niceness.

‘Eve,’ he says. I stub out my cigarette.

‘Yes.’

‘Do you think Mary killed Connor?’

And there we have it. He’s finally figured it out.

‘Yes. I do.’

‘Why did she kill him?’ The pain in his expression is almost unbearable.

‘I have no idea. Best you go and ask her that yourself.’

Fifty-five

‘What do you mean, you won’t charge her?’ Nell was standing, hands on the custody sergeant’s desk, wishing she could grab the charge sheet and fill it in herself. The uniformed sergeant stared coolly back at her.