“I watched in mounting panic as he went through the day’s flights. My mother’s name wasn’t on any of them. I’d called her mobile number earlier, but it had been turned off. That was very unlike her. She’d taken a while to get used to modern technology, but now she was a great fan. As far as I knew, she never shut down her phone. As soon as Rog confirmed that she hadn’t left Heathrow from BA in Terminal One, I ran outside and called Karen Oaten.“I’m busy, Matt,” she said wearily.“My mother,” I sa...id, the words tumbling out. “I think the Devil may have got her.”“What? Why?”I explained the situation.“I don’t know,” she said, moving away from other people who were talking loudly. “I think he’s been otherwise engaged.”“What?”“Matt, do you know someone at your publishers called Reginald Hampton?”I had a brief flash of the tall apprentice editor who’d taken me to Jeanie that morning and felt my stomach somersault. “Yes. What’s happened to him?”There was a pause.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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