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Back When I Lost You
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

Mrs Hardacre let Nell and Paul in with only the briefest of glances at their warrant cards.

‘I’ll bring you some tea,’ she said, after settling them into the upstairs bedroom. ‘With biscuits,’ she added.

The room was a spare but the bed was still neatly made, unused towels set out on the washstand, untouched. It smelled of perfume or talc – Nell couldn’t decide which – and the street light outside poured a pinkish acid glow through the lace curtains. The house was perfectly positioned behind and to the left of the Grahams’ house, giving Nell a good vantage point of the garden, the kitchen and the back bedrooms.

‘You’ve got to hand it to Carla, she’s pulled this one out of the bag pretty sharpish.’ Paul was looking through a sliver in the curtains, his binoculars trained on the back door.

‘See anything?’ Nell pulled the nightstand across from beside the bed and stood the radio on it.

‘No, house appears empty, all the lights are out. Maybe the cell site was wrong?’

‘Well, it only gives us a mile radius to work with.’

Paul removed the binoculars. ‘But where else within this mile would they be?’

‘Exactly. So they must be here. We just need to wait, and when we’re sure, we go in.’ Nell held out her hand. ‘Here, let me have a look.’

Paul moved aside to let her sit on the window ledge and took out his phone as Nell focused the lenses. Paul was right, the house was in darkness. She moved the binoculars slowly across each window, pausing as she reached the kitchen. Squinting, she could just about make out an empty bottle of wine on the side by the sink. No wine glasses, though, she noted, cursing the lack of moonlight to assist them.

Paul placed his phone next to the radio as it crackled for their attention. He picked it up. ‘Go ahead, Control.’

‘We’ve had a sighting of Eve by the boot of her car outside her house. Officer on foot. Noted the boot was half open.’

‘Did the officer see where she went?’

‘No, he didn’t want to hang around. Just got a positive ID, then left.’

‘Ask if she was alone,’ Nell called over.

‘Control, was the subject with anyone?’

Bremer’s voice broke through static.

‘OK, thanks, Control.’ Paul put the radio back on the table. ‘Just Eve. Looks like you may have been right.’