Coming to Find You

About the Author Jane Corry is a former magazine journalist who spent three years as the writer-in-residence at a high-security prison. This often hair-raising experience helped inspire her Sunday Times-bestselling psychological dramas, which have been translated into sixteen languages and sold over a million copies worldwide. Coming to Find You is her eighth novel. JOIN THE AUTHORS WHO CAN’T GET ENOUGH OF JANE CORRY … ‘A compelling and deliciously dark story of murder and secrets’ Claire Douglas, The House at Number 9 ‘Jane never ceases to surprise me’ Emma Curtis, Keep Her Quiet ‘Jane is so very good at creating characters who get right under your skin’ Teresa Driscoll, I Am Watching You ‘Jane Corry is the new queen of the psychological’ Kate Furnivall, The Guardian of Lies ‘Psychological writing at its very best’ S. D. Sykes, The Good Death ‘Few writers can match Jane Corry’ Cara Hunter, Hope to Die ‘Unmissable’ Imran Mahmood, You Don’t Know Me ‘Jane Corry writes consistently enthralling stories about the dark side of family life’ Peter James, Picture You Dead ‘Jane Corry’s psychological novels have sold more than a million copies so far’ Sunday Express ‘Fans of psychological thrillers will be hooked after the first page’ Closer Jane Corry COMING TO FIND YOU Contents Cover About the Author Title Page Dedication Nancy Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Elizabeth Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Nancy Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Elizabeth Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Nancy Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Elizabeth Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Nancy Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Elizabeth Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Nancy Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Elizabeth Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Nancy Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Elizabeth Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Nancy Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 Chapter 61 Chapter 62 Elizabeth Chapter 63 Chapter 64 Nancy Chapter 65 Chapter 66 Chapter 67 Chapter 68 Epilogue Author’s Note Acknowledgements Copyright ii i v 1 3 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 This book is dedicated to courage, love, human strength and human frailty. Also, as always, to my family. The Night of the Murder 8.25 p.m. The knife rack is on the side. I’ve always thought it was a dangerous thing to have in the house. An armoury of lethal weapons, hiding under the guise of domesticity. But isn’t that exactly what a family is like? At least, it is with mine. Sharp tongues, bedded next to each other, simmering with resentment. ‘It’s all your fault!’ someone screams. Everything happens so fast. I snatch the phone. Dial 999. But even before I speak, I know it’s too late. NANCY 1 ‘Have you got somewhere safe to go?’ asks the barrister after the verdict. His dark brows knit together with anxiety. Over the last few weeks of the case, I’ve noticed that this is not uncommon. But right now, the worry lines seem even deeper. Outside the Old Bailey, the crowds are baying for blood. We’re in a small room inside the building. The place is like a rabbit warren, with so many stairs and levels that there’s no way I could find my way out alone. Somewhere safe to go to? It occurs to me that I should have thought of