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“Jack,” McKenzie, the copper on my dad’s case replies. “I have news.”

I change the phone to my other ear, away from Poppy. “Go on.”

“We’ve got a pretty safe tip on the second guy.”

Fuck.

He pauses. “But you already knew that, didn’t you?”

No point denying it. “Yeah, I found out a few days ago.”

He clears his throat. “Bit of a tricky situation for you.”

“Did Frank Casey contact the station?

“No. Your girlfriend and her mum came in.”

I swallow thickly. “Thanks. I’ll call you later.”

I hang up and stare in silence as Poppy adds invisible dog under pony.

“That’s not true, love,” I whisper into her hair. “What you said about Bunny. I still love her, no matter what she’s done.”

38

Bonnie

Bad things come in threes, they say.

Well, I’ve lost my boyfriend, my dad and probably the role on theMotor Worksproject so hopefully, that’s me done for a while.

And wearing healing crystals around my neck?

Bullshit. I hate wearing jewellery now. Having something around my neck is too much of a reminder of what I’ve lost.

Funny how the three things used to be a) my ex-fiancé breaking up with me, b) my ex-fiancé is still my boss and c) finding out my ex-fiancé was cheating on me.

Now those pale in comparison.

But what do all six have in common? Men.

I’m sick of it.

Dad hasn’t been arrested but the police have asked him to come in for questioning. I only know this through Uncle Pat because Dad’s upset and refuses to speak to me.

Of course, I’ve had no contact with Jack.

No matter how many times I turn off and on my Wi-Fi and restart my phone, there’s nostuckmessage from him waiting to get through.

The only messages are mindfulness memes from Kate and Nisha and other messages that you send your friend when you’ve got absolutely no clue what to say.You’re braver than you believe.There’s light at the end of the tunnel.That sort of thing.

At least they both know so I can actually talk about it.

Nisha saysJack hasn’t been in the office all week but it’s alright for him, he’s the CEO. I’ve been working from home saying that I’m feeling poorly.

It’s not a complete lie because I’m sick with dread.

It’s been two days since Mum and I went to the police station and yesterday, the revelation in the case made the local news.

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