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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
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  13. Nine
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  21. Seventeen
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  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

‘What about you? Anyone you casually mentioned it to, even in passing?’

Gerry gave her a measured look. ‘It’s not exactly something you casually mention, Carla. And no, I’ve told no one.’

Carla remained silent. She thought about the letter writer saying they’d spoken with Gerry; the half-empty wine glass at his table last night.

‘I haven’t met anyone, Carla.’

He sounded definite and she knew she should believe him. Yet, she didn’t.

‘What about the doctors?’ he said. ‘They would have known about the deaths.’

‘OK, can you get me a list of their names?’ She didn’t hold out much hope they would be relevant, but she should probably cover all angles. ‘What about Joanne Fowler?’ she asked.

‘Fowler?’

‘Yeah. She has an axe to grind with Eve, so maybe she found out about the babies and is using that against her.’ But then that would mean Gerry had spoken with Joanne and surely he’d tell her that?

‘It’s nothing to do with Joanne Fowler.’ He sounded so sure it took a second for Carla to reply.

‘But she was released around the same time the letters started and she has a reason to hate Eve. She must be in the frame?’

Gerry considered this for a moment. ‘I don’t think so. How would she know about the babies?’

‘Well, the letter doesn’t actually reference a baby, so maybe they’re just fishing? People suffer grief all the time. Maybe Joanne was putting her grief onto Eve. I don’t know.’ She stopped, frustrated.

Gerry pointed to a letter. ‘This one mentions a baby.’

Dear Eve,

I know you lost a baby too but I also know that isn’t the only pain you carry and that pain goes much deeper. You’re trying to make it right but I beg you to stop. Stop increasing others’ pain to alleviate your own. Please.

Because until you do, I won’t stop. I won’t let you continue. If you don’t reconsider, I will have no choice but to stop you myself. You don’t want that, Eve. You want control of your life, so take it, control the things you can change and let go of those you can’t.

This is my final plea to you.

Mary.

Stunned, Carla looked to Gerry. ‘Mary?’

Gerry held up his hands. ‘I’ve gone through everyone we’ve ever known. Neither of us knows anyone called Mary.’

‘Is Eve sure?’

‘She says so.’

‘And do you believe her?’

‘Of course I believe her, she’s my wife.’ His raised voice drew glances from the two uniforms sitting behind them. Gerry leaned forward, hands together on the table.

‘Eve doesn’t know who’s doing this, Carla. Trust me on that.’