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If They Knew: The latest crime thriller book you must read in 2018
Joanne Sefton


‘The story was absorbing and the plotting flawless. Reminds me of Liane Moriarty’ Ingrid Alexandra, author of The New GirlI know who you are.I’ve come to pay you back.Nobody in Barbara Marsden’s family knows about her past, least of all her daughter Helen. But someone wants the truth to come out.When Helen discovers a sinister note at Barbara’s house, she can’t understand who would want to threaten her mother. She’s determined to find out who sent it, but soon realises her search might hurt her own family and put Barbara at risk…What really happened all those years ago? And who is going to end up paying the price?A gripping family drama of love and betrayal, perfect for fans of Lisa Jewell, Kerry Fisher and Adele Parks.









If They Knew

Joanne Sefton








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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins 2018

Copyright © Joanne Sefton 2018

Cover design © Rachael Ludbrook 2018

Cover photograph © Shutterstock

Joanne Sefton asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Ebook Edition © September 2018 ISBN: 9780008294441

Version: 2018-07-20


Table of Contents

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Copyright (#u85120baf-5ee6-50ab-813d-edc1c909f5b7)

June 1963 (#ufcf79d63-5d64-536a-9ee0-ac2c48f9d7a0)

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June 2012 (#u81f2f796-0341-5709-990b-456bb145899f)



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October 1962 (#uf061cc9a-07e7-508f-a609-ad2e7b249904)



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June 1962 (#u4f6035ea-c2ab-511c-af05-c8adaa0c243c)



August 2017 (#uf573094f-c07c-55a7-9a05-146046f85599)



June 1962 (#uf1316d88-c487-54e9-a6e4-6830b9222591)



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May 1958 (#ub60fadd9-c7db-53cc-b849-4c74474e527e)



August 2017 (#u4e351b73-1a8b-52d0-92bb-f73bb9a5123c)



August 2017 (#u51f61938-fa14-5a49-98b1-a726c3c55055)



Acknowledgments (#u351575ed-05ef-56d5-af30-7292818d0e3e)



About the Publisher (#uadb7b4bf-8125-5438-8b2d-585dff6bbf8b)




June 1963 (#u44526c47-9879-5913-b632-35db5d32c02c)


Katy

She wondered if there would still be honeysuckle.

From the car window she caught sight of it from time to time – flashes of mottled flowers on the motorway embankment and in the hedgerows – pink and cream against the bright beech and shadowy hawthorn. There had been honeysuckle in flower a year ago; scrambling around the edges of the building site, its tendrils grasping over the broken earth and scattered debris and scenting the afternoon air. It would all be different now. But still, she would like Mary to have honeysuckle.

That was why they were coming today, Mr Robertson had said. It might seem more familiar at this time of year; Katy might be able to remember something new. It was also the last chance before the building was due to open to the public.

Katy didn’t want to remember at all.

Last time they had brought her back, it had been in winter. The windows of Mr Robertson’s stately old Austin had frozen up while he waited for her. Katy remembered that, and she remembered Etta, wrapped in a fur coat with black felt hat and gloves, standing stiff with malice whilst Katy and the police shivered from the cold.

It had all been different to that first June day with Mary. In winter, there had been no broken earth and no wire fences, no ramshackle no man’s land where the site met the farms. By January it was all flat tarmac surfaces, white paint and clean lines. Builders’ vans were parked neatly by the entrance, and a pair of window fitters had stopped work to gawp at them, until one of the coppers went over to have a word.

‘This is us, then,’ Mr Robertson called from the front seat, bringing Katy back to June; back to honeysuckle and the present. Miss Silver, sitting next to her, gave her hand a quick squeeze, as if she were embarrassed but felt she had to do it anyway. There was a copper waiting at the bottom of the slip road. Mr Robertson pulled in, past the signs advertising next week’s grand opening of the service station. Moreton Chase it was going to be called – someone had told Katy that last time. The Austin slowed as if to stop, but the young constable waved them on, scurrying to replace the painted wooden traffic cones that were being used to block the slip lane.

As the car swung round a wide bend into the car park, Katy felt her heart beat faster. She didn’t want to remember what happened a year ago. She didn’t want to feel Mary’s weight in her arms. She didn’t want to see Mary’s face. Instead, she forced her mind’s eye downwards, remembering only her own feet in their scuffed school shoes, tramping through the grass and clover on a sunny June morning.





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