Sleep. C.L. Taylor

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31: Anna

       Chapter 32: Mohammed

       Chapter 33: Anna

       Chapter 34

       In Memoriam

       Chapter 35: Anna

       Chapter 36: Anna

       Chapter 37

       Chapter 38: Alex

       In Memoriam

       Chapter 39: Anna

       Chapter 40

       Chapter 41: Mohammed

       Chapter 42: Anna

       In Memoriam

       Chapter 43: Anna

       Chapter 44

       Chapter 45: Alex

       Chapter 46: Anna

       In Memoriam

       Chapter 47: Anna

       Chapter 48

       Chapter 49: Anna

       Chapter 50

       Chapter 51

       Chapter 52: Christine

       Chapter 53: Anna

       Chapter 54: Anna

       Chapter 55: Katie

       Acknowledgements

       Reading Group Questions

       Keep Reading …

       About the Author

       By the same author

       About the Publisher

       Chapter 1

       If you’re reading this then I am no longer alive. Someone has been stalking me for the last three months and, if I am dead, it wasn’t an accident. Tell the police to speak to my ex-boyfriend Alex Carter about what happened in London. That’s where all this started.

       The following people came to Rum for a walking tour, arriving on Saturday 2nd June. I am pretty sure one of them killed me.

       – Joe Armstrong

       – Christine Cuttle

       – Fiona Gardiner

       – Trevor Morgan

       – Malcolm Ward

       – Melanie Ward

       – Katie Ward

       Their bookings and contact details can be found on the laptop in reception and in the medical files in the right-hand drawer of the desk. I have written down everything that’s happened since they arrived (and before) on the attached pieces of paper.

       I hope you’re not reading this. I hope it’s screwed up in the bottom of a bin and that I’ve managed to escape. I don’t know what else to say. Please tell my parents that I love them, and Alex that I hope he’s okay and that he shouldn’t feel bad about the way things turned out. I wish I’d never come here. I wish I had never agreed to I wish a lot of things. Mostly that I could turn back time.

       Anna Willis

       Acting Manager, Bay View Hotel, Isle of Rum

       P.S. I am so sorry about what happened to David. Please tell his family that he was a wonderful man, full of heart and dry wit, and I was very fond of him. Please reassure them that his passing was very quick and he didn’t suffer.

Part One

       Chapter 2

       Anna

      THREE MONTHS EARLIER

       Sunday 25th February

      The mood in the car couldn’t be more different than it was on Friday. On the way to the Brecon Beacons I couldn’t hear the radio above the chatter and laughter. The team groaned when I told them we’d be spending a weekend in February on a team-building retreat, but most of them rallied once they got in the car. Now, on the way back to London, they’re subdued – physically and mentally exhausted and, more than likely, hungover. Mohammed, sitting beside me in the passenger seat, is snoring. Peter, who amused the table with his impression of Michael Mackintosh over dinner last night, now has his head against the window and his coat pulled up over his shoulders. Beside him, Freddy Laing has his headphones jammed over his ears, his eyes shut and his arms crossed over his chest. I doubt he remembers what he said about me last night. I know he was drunk, they all were, but it doesn’t excuse the things he said when he thought I’d gone to bed.

      ‘I can’t believe she’s going for the marketing director job. She’s got no chance.’

      Freddy’s voice drifted across the hotel lobby to the desk where I was waiting impatiently for the receptionist to replace my wiped room card. I knew immediately that he was talking about me. Helen Mackesy, director of marketing, had been poached, leaving a vacancy. And it had my name on it. Unfortunately, Phil Acres, sales promotion manager, had been making noises about going for it too.

      ‘She’s really out of touch with digital marketing,’ Freddy said.


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