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suggested sexual assault. A de facto or boyfriend would be high on the suspect list. ‘Did Jenny have – ’
    ‘Discussing her relationships would breach patient confidentiality.’ Dr Wilson sounded conflicted.
    ‘I get that, I really do.’ Schiller leant in closer. ‘But a ten-year-old girl’s body was shoved into a toy box. We’ve got blood all over the bathroom floor and we don’t know whose it is. Jenny or Mia could be seriously injured and in desperate need of help. If you know anything that can help us, you owe it to them to tell us.’
    A long silence followed.
    Anya tried another tack. ‘The grandmother told me that there were three different fathers. The question is, were any of them involved in the kids’ upbringing, or was there another man in the girls’ lives? If you can’t tell us, is there anyone who might know?’
    The GP rubbed her forehead before looking back to the screen.
    ‘According to my notes, Emily’s father died from some neurological condition and never even knew her. Jenny was afraid Emily might have inherited it. As part of the family history, I can tell you there was also a maternal history of clotting disorders.’
    Anya read between the lines. A clotting disorder meant the pill and certain hormone contraceptives were too dangerous to prescribe.
    ‘Theoretically, would contraception be a concern for someone with that history?’
    The GP nodded. ‘Only if a patient was sexually active. Like I said, Jenny was dedicated to those kids. She is anti-vaccination, but has no problem with certain modern medicines. Mind you, she wouldn’t necessarily have confided in me. Like I said, it’s been some time since I saw her in the rooms.’
    Anya knew GPs were part of the local communities, and this one was small. ‘Outside the surgery, have you ever seen Jenny with a man?’
    ‘Socially, I’ve seen her at the fresh food market I mentioned. She seemed to be friendly with the people there. They barter fruit and vegetables for haircuts, gardening and the like. Jenny makes gluten-free bread, which is much better than store-bought versions. We share a hairdresser at Hairtastic.’
    ‘What about the other fathers? Are they involved?’ Schiller enquired.
    ‘Last Jenny heard, Mia’s dad was working on a fishing trawler off the Western Australian coast, and Tom’s was in the army, from memory. I remember he came back for the funeral and that was it. I just can’t believe anyone who knew them would hurt Emily or Mia.’
    Schiller stood. ‘We appreciate your time. Just one more question. You mentioned an alternative therapist who’s involved with the Bellamy group. Do you happen to know his name?’
    ‘Dylan something . . . Hey, no. Heyes. That’s it. Dylan Heyes.’
    Schiller wrote down the name, thanked the doctor and left the room.
    ‘You’ve been incredibly helpful.’ Anya stood.
    ‘Whatever the police think, I can’t believe Jenny would have ever intentionally harmed her children.’
    The word ‘intentionally’ caught Anya by surprise. ‘Meaning?’
    ‘From what I can tell, she’s fairly simple and trusting. She’d ask me questions about cooking, how to use cleaning products, that sort of thing. Things you’d assume were basic common sense. Then again, common sense is a misnomer. It’s a lot rarer than it should be.’
    Anya wondered if Jenny had inadvertently put the children and herself at risk.

6
    O utside the police station, Anya called her former husband in the hope of speaking to their son, Ben. Martin’s home number went straight to voicemail. School was still out for another week and the pair could have been at the beach, or on their way to or from Sydney. She tried his mobile.
    ‘Leave a message and I’ll get back to you ASAP.’
    She wanted them to know she’d called, that she was thinking of them – both.
    ‘Hi guys, Mum here, just wanted to say how much I’m missing you. I’m seeing Poppy tonight for dinner, then should be at Nanna’s tomorrow. All