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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
  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

Joanne nodded. ‘He had to cope with losing our baby and losing me. It was a difficult time.’

‘So in a way he probably resents Ms Graham even more than you do?’

Joanne remained silent.

‘What does he do?’

‘He’s a car salesman.’

‘Has he ever sold a car to O’Brian?’ Nell joked.

Joanne glared at her.

‘He must feel guilty you had to go through that when he didn’t.’

‘Maybe, I don’t know. He never doubted me for a moment. He knew I would never kill our child, not after we tried so hard to have one.’ Tears threatened to fall. Nell let them ferment for a moment.

‘I’d feel guilty if it was me. I think the hate would grow and grow until maybe I lost it one day and bashed someone’s head in.’

Joanne opened her mouth to speak, then shut it. Folding her arms across her chest, she stared accusingly at Nell, who didn’t care. There was something not right, but try as she might, Nell just couldn’t picture Joanne having it in her to kill O’Brian. Too delicate. So there was only one other person who hated Eve as much as Joanne did and that was her husband. Had he done it to frame Eve? Down the line, were they going to find some evidence he had planted to make them think it was Eve? Good revenge that – make her go to prison for a crime she didn’t commit, just like his wife.

‘Did you ever wonder whether it was your husband who killed your child?’ Nell knew she was going a bit far – Paul’s look told her as much – but she had a train of thought now and it wasn’t going to stop. ‘If it wasn’t you, could it have been him? Did you ever consider that possibility? And maybe the guilt of that is what’s really eating him up?’

‘No, because neither of us killed our baby. She went to sleep and never woke up, and Eve Graham lied to make me guilty.’

Nell wanted to ask why? Why the hell would a respected and career-driven woman like Eve frame a grieving mother for murder? But she knew she’d lost Joanne now. All further questions would be met with a stony silence. Nell had been in enough interviews to know when she’d fucked up and in her considered opinion, she’d done so royally in this one.

‘Thank you, Mrs Fowler. Interview is terminated, you are free to go.’ And ignoring the looks of surprise from Paul and Joanne, Nell got up and left the room.

Twenty-eight

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