up a reward for anyone who has information about my and Carrie's whereabouts, leading to our discovery. A hundred thousand pounds.
Angie and Tom are wealthy, but still, a hundred grand is a lot of money even for them.
There’s a quote from Angie in the text saying, ‘We’re not missing one daughter, we’re missing two.’
I feel sick and it aches all the way through my chest, straight into my hollow heart. It’s all I can do not to throw the paper down and run straight to them. If only there was some way I could go to them and tell them what has happened. It won’t bring Carrie back but it will allow them some peace.
I look to Nathan, pleadingly. “Isn’t there any way I can tell Angie and Tom what has happened, end their suffering?”
He stares back at me with sympathetic eyes and I already know his answer before he speaks. “We’ve already talked about this, Alex. You know it isn’t a possibility. If you go to them, you’ll only end up putting them in danger too.”
Frustration practically burns up my insides. I know he’s right but I don’t want him to be. I owe everything to Angie and Tom. They deserve more than this from me.
I stare back down at Angie’s words, letting them burn into my retinas, and something catches my eye. Eddie’s name. Eddie’s in here, of course he is. He was my boyfriend after all. I scan the text. The story on him only just starts when it ends, saying, ‘Turn to page 5 to continue … ’
I turn the pages quickly. There’s more about me in here but I’m not interested in me, I’m only interested in Eddie.
I see a small picture of him halfway down the page. He looks distraught. It makes my heart hurt. And, as I stare harder at the picture, things start to stand out, like the police station behind him. This picture is of Eddie leaving the police station. I swallow down hard. As I read the text directly below the picture, it says Eddie’s a suspect in our disappearance.
Oh God. He might have cheated on me but I don’t want Eddie to go to prison for something he didn’t do. My heart starts to beat erratically.
I let my eyes scan over the words, picking out the important parts.
‘ Alexandra Jones and Eddie Thomson had been in a relationship for three years ... Eddie Thomson works for Tom Ross, Carrie’s father ... Jones and Thomson had argued the day before her disappearance ... Jones discovered he’d been cheating on her ... They argued and had split up the day prior to Alexandra and Carrie’s disappearance ... Jones had moved out of their two bed house on Princess Street ... the last call received to Jones’ mobile was from Thomson ... Thomson was taken in for questioning but was released without charge when his alibi was corroborated ... the night of their disappearance Thomson was with a woman, Serena Travers. She confirmed to police officers yesterday that he had spent the night with her at her house on Scalby Road, Scarborough.’
My heart sinks down to the stony floor.
He called me begging me to go back to him and all the while he was at her house. Carrie was murdered, I was left fighting for my life, and Eddie was getting his jollies on with his tart.
I fucking hate him, the bastard. And I truly hope he feels so guilty that it swallows him whole and he chokes the fuck to death on it.
My whole body is shaking with rage. I’m so angry I don’t know what to do with it.
I jump down from the bales and begin pacing the floor, the paper still tightly clutched in my hand.
“ You okay?” Nathan asks me, concerned.
“ No!” I yell, throwing the paper to the floor. “I’m not bloody okay. I’m having a really shit time of it, if you hadn’t noticed!”
“ I noticed.”
I stop pacing at his firm tone and stand there facing him.
His serious eyes meet mine for a long moment. “You can be as hurt and pissed off as you want, Alex, but it’s not going to change anything. This is how it is for you now and you’re just gonna have to find some way to
Angie and Tom are wealthy, but still, a hundred grand is a lot of money even for them.
There’s a quote from Angie in the text saying, ‘We’re not missing one daughter, we’re missing two.’
I feel sick and it aches all the way through my chest, straight into my hollow heart. It’s all I can do not to throw the paper down and run straight to them. If only there was some way I could go to them and tell them what has happened. It won’t bring Carrie back but it will allow them some peace.
I look to Nathan, pleadingly. “Isn’t there any way I can tell Angie and Tom what has happened, end their suffering?”
He stares back at me with sympathetic eyes and I already know his answer before he speaks. “We’ve already talked about this, Alex. You know it isn’t a possibility. If you go to them, you’ll only end up putting them in danger too.”
Frustration practically burns up my insides. I know he’s right but I don’t want him to be. I owe everything to Angie and Tom. They deserve more than this from me.
I stare back down at Angie’s words, letting them burn into my retinas, and something catches my eye. Eddie’s name. Eddie’s in here, of course he is. He was my boyfriend after all. I scan the text. The story on him only just starts when it ends, saying, ‘Turn to page 5 to continue … ’
I turn the pages quickly. There’s more about me in here but I’m not interested in me, I’m only interested in Eddie.
I see a small picture of him halfway down the page. He looks distraught. It makes my heart hurt. And, as I stare harder at the picture, things start to stand out, like the police station behind him. This picture is of Eddie leaving the police station. I swallow down hard. As I read the text directly below the picture, it says Eddie’s a suspect in our disappearance.
Oh God. He might have cheated on me but I don’t want Eddie to go to prison for something he didn’t do. My heart starts to beat erratically.
I let my eyes scan over the words, picking out the important parts.
‘ Alexandra Jones and Eddie Thomson had been in a relationship for three years ... Eddie Thomson works for Tom Ross, Carrie’s father ... Jones and Thomson had argued the day before her disappearance ... Jones discovered he’d been cheating on her ... They argued and had split up the day prior to Alexandra and Carrie’s disappearance ... Jones had moved out of their two bed house on Princess Street ... the last call received to Jones’ mobile was from Thomson ... Thomson was taken in for questioning but was released without charge when his alibi was corroborated ... the night of their disappearance Thomson was with a woman, Serena Travers. She confirmed to police officers yesterday that he had spent the night with her at her house on Scalby Road, Scarborough.’
My heart sinks down to the stony floor.
He called me begging me to go back to him and all the while he was at her house. Carrie was murdered, I was left fighting for my life, and Eddie was getting his jollies on with his tart.
I fucking hate him, the bastard. And I truly hope he feels so guilty that it swallows him whole and he chokes the fuck to death on it.
My whole body is shaking with rage. I’m so angry I don’t know what to do with it.
I jump down from the bales and begin pacing the floor, the paper still tightly clutched in my hand.
“ You okay?” Nathan asks me, concerned.
“ No!” I yell, throwing the paper to the floor. “I’m not bloody okay. I’m having a really shit time of it, if you hadn’t noticed!”
“ I noticed.”
I stop pacing at his firm tone and stand there facing him.
His serious eyes meet mine for a long moment. “You can be as hurt and pissed off as you want, Alex, but it’s not going to change anything. This is how it is for you now and you’re just gonna have to find some way to
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