He’d seen the news about the second body and had e-mailed Megan about it but she hadn’t replied. Perhaps she’d been up all night. He wondered what sort of mood she’d be in when he got back. Probably not great, he reflected. She would give him a hug, flop onto the sofa and suggest whiskies in the ...
She felt safe. Safe from whoever had sent that dreadful Christmas card. Could it have been Tony? Part of her wanted to believe it. But the chicken in the fridge – why would he pull a sick stunt like that? Did he really think he could scare her into having him back? Deep down she knew she was clut...