Claire Seeber - The Girl with the Fragile Mind

Lana said something that he couldn’t catch, the noise in the salon increasing behind her as she spoke, a cacophony of women’s voices fighting the hum of the dryers.

‘I can’t hear you.’

There was a pause; the sound of the salon door opening and closing. He saw her now on the narrow high street, pacing.

‘My mind’s never at rest, Joe. It’s never been at rest. Not since that day.’

‘I know, Lana,’ he sighed. ‘But try not to go back there again.’

‘Where?’

‘To that dark place. To all this self-flagellation.’

She hung up.

Now Silver had satisfied himself that Lana’s worst nightmare hadn’t come true, there was no reason for him to have any more to do with Sadie’s disappearance. He could easily pass it back over to his colleagues and be done with it; he had more pressing matters at hand.

But the situation really bothered him. Seeing Sadie Malvern’s face again after all this time, well, it flipped the proverbial can of worms wide open: and now they were out, they’d be bloody hard to recapture. Right now, in fact, they were slithering all over the damn place. He couldn’t just leave it now to others.

As Silver retrieved his suit jacket from the hanger on the wall, Ian Kelly stuck his head round the door. He’d been seconded for the week from Fraud; Silver had only seen him once or twice since the Finnegan baby case. Silver felt a fleeting twinge of nostalgia for the feisty Jess Finnegan, whose baby son Louis he’d helped recover after a kidnap attempt two years ago.

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