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OF course, Edwina imagined seeing him everywhere. It was only natural in the circumstances, she supposed, but surely that was just wishful thinking? After all, it simply couldn’t really be Laurence. S

YOUR text message sounded quite urgent,” Jane said. “Nothing wrong at the shop, is there?” She and her daughter had met for coffee at Caravaggio’s. On the other side of the small market square stood t

RIGHT, Pol, I’ve got a doozy for you this week.” Alex Harford beamed as Polly returned from her lunch break. Her heart sank. She knew only too well what that smile meant. Alex beamed more widely. “You

NICOLA had been dreaming of this moment for so long – it was important to savour it. Sitting at her writing desk by the window of her newly decorated study, previously a box room, nothing stood in the

THERE’S a nice new girl working at the Post Office,” I said casually, as I unpacked my shopping on to the kitchen table. “Oh?” my daughter Debra answered, without looking up from her book. “Yes,” I co

DETECTIVE Constable Judy Mullins tried not to come across as too eager, but it was her first week in CID. Being a detective was all she’d ever wanted. She was new to the town and didn’t know the area,