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my suitcase there, got my car keys, and drove here straight away.’
    ‘Was there any sign of disturbance or forced entry at your house?’ Summers again.
    ‘No. I didn’t notice anything like that, but of course I only had a quick look.’
    ‘I’d appreciate it if you’d do a thorough check when you get home and let me know.’
    ‘Of course.’
    ‘Can you give us the names of any friends or family who might’ve seen you before you disappeared?’ Summers asks me then.
    ‘Liam’s all the family I have,’ I say. ‘And my best friend Sara is in India, travelling.’
    ‘What about your family?’ Summers asks Liam. ‘Would they have checked up on Chloe while you were away?’
    ‘No. I’m an only child, and my parents were middle-aged by the time I came along, so they passed away years ago. There’s only my cousin, Jeremy, and his wife, Alice, but they live in Kent. The last time we saw them was at my party when they stayed the night and left the following morning.’
    ‘How about any work colleagues?’ Summers asks me. ‘Anyone you were close to at the college you might’ve seen?’
    I think of Jordan then, but it’s not as if he would come to the house. If Liam found out, he would’ve got angry. ‘No,’ I say softly. ‘They’re just colleagues, not friends.’
    Summers lets out a deep breath and stands. ‘Well, we’ll start making some enquiries. I’ll liaise with Dr Traynor to see when you’ll be fit enough to accompany us out to the woods. And if you think of anything else, let us know, OK?’ He pulls a card out of his pocket and hands it to me, but Liam is closer and takes it before I can.
    Liam shoves it into the pocket of his suit jacket. ‘We will.’ He stands up. ‘Perhaps I can have a word with you before you leave?’ He angles his head towards the doorway, and a look passes between them both. Liam leads the way into the corridor, and I see him talking earnestly to Summers and Flynn. Summers looks over at me briefly.
    I fidget with the bed sheet as Summers nods several times and Flynn writes something down in his notepad before leaving. When Liam returns, he sits on the bed next to me and takes my hand in his. I try to look him in the eye but find I can’t. Instead, I stare at the sheets.
    ‘Whatever am I going to do with you, my love?’ He strokes my hair gently.

6
     
    ‘How are you feeling?’ Dr Traynor enters the room, forcing the swirling thoughts of panic in my head to stop abruptly.
    ‘Tired. I’ve got a headache and still feel a bit sick.’
    ‘That will be the concussion. It’s only mild. You’ll feel more like your normal self in a few days.’
    But what is my normal self, I want to ask. I don’t know anymore, not after what he and Liam have told me. I sit up, pushing the bedside table away. The remains of a stodgy lasagne and soggy chips sitting on top of it making me feel sick now. I’d managed to pick at it but the fear and anxiety has bitten away at any hunger.
    ‘No appetite?’ he asks.
    ‘Not really.’
    ‘You need to eat to regain your strength.’
    ‘Have you eaten the food here?’
    ‘Good point.’ He smiles and sits down next to me. ‘Has your husband left?’
    ‘Yes. He needed a shower and something to eat. He’s coming back later with some clothes and toiletries for me.’
    ‘Good. In the meantime, let’s carry out a few tests if you’re up to it, shall we?’
    ‘OK.’
    ‘I’m going to ask you a series of questions to check different areas of your memory. Just answer them as quickly as you can.’ He opens the notes on his lap and clicks the top of his pen. ‘What’s your full name?’
    ‘Chloe Benson.’
    ‘How old are you?’
    ‘Twenty-seven.’
    ‘Where do you live?’
    ‘Poplar Close’
    ‘How long have you lived there?’
    ‘Just over two years.’
    ‘Good. Who am I?’
    ‘Dr Traynor.’
    ‘Which year is it?’
    ‘2013.’
    ‘Which month is it?’
    ‘May.’
    ‘Who is the Prime Minister?’
    ‘David