Chapters (81)
- Cover
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Prologue
- One
- Two
- Three
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- Five
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- Sixty-four
- Sixty-five
- Sixty-six
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- Epilogue
- Acknowledgments
- Read More
- Prologue
- One
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- Three
- Four
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- Dedication
Nell sat back in her chair. Well, that wasn’t going to be a coincidence, was it? So it was probably safe to conclude that a woman called Mary had written to Eve and Kelly-Anne. That linked Connor’s case to the letter writer, which she supposed was something, but Mary had been writing to Eve long before his case came along, so even though there was a link, what did it mean?
Frustrated, she listened as Paul took over.
‘What did the note say?’ he asked.
‘She said that the woman with the white hair in our flat wasn’t to be trusted and she’d say I killed Georgie when I didn’t.’
Nell was starting to worry that was a pretty accurate statement of the facts.
‘Anything else?’
Kelly-Anne frowned. ‘I can’t remember. I was dead upset when I got it.’ She sounded apologetic. ‘I was thinking about Georgie and all, and I didn’t understand why someone would send it, so I just put it in a drawer.’
‘So you kept it?’
‘Yeah, it’s in the flat,’
Nell leaned forward. ‘We’ll need to get that.’
Kelly-Anne nodded. ‘But it’s proof, yeah, that I didn’t kill Georgie?’
Nell didn’t think she’d ever heard less proof in her life, but she let it go. ‘Thank you, Kelly-Anne, you’ve been really helpful.’ She pushed her chair back.
‘So I can go home now?’
The hope in Kelly-Anne’s eyes almost made Nell wince. She never could decide which was worse – dealing with people so clever they ran rings round you, or with people so stupid they ran rings round themselves.
‘Not yet.’ She tried to sound gentle. ‘We’ll need to ask you a few more questions when we’ve seen the note.’ And ignoring Kelly-Anne’s disappointment, she nodded to Paul it was time to leave.
‘Poor kid,’ Paul muttered as they walked back to the office.
‘That “kid” watched as her boyfriend killed their baby.’
‘We don’t know that yet.’
‘No, we know it, we just haven’t got proof. Yet.’
‘Still got to feel a bit sorry for her.’
‘No, I really don’t have to at all.’
Back in the office, Nell went over to the wipe board. ‘Right,’ she said, then wrote Mary, Eve and Joanne on the board under the names of Kelly-Anne and O’Brian.
‘We’ve got Joanne accused of writing letters to Eve.’ She drew a line between their names. ‘And Mary has written to Eve.’ She drew another line. ‘Are two people writing to Eve, and if so, what links them?’ She stood back to look at the board. ‘Is the answer on here or haven’t we found it yet?’
‘You haven’t put Gloria on there.’