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play?”
    “I used to.” She traced a finger down the polished wood. “It’s been a long time since I last touched a guitar.”
    Tevis took the glass from her hand and placed it on a low wall and she looked at him with surprise as he picked up the instrument and offered it to her.
    “Here, have a go.”
    “I don’t know if I’ll remember.”
    “Claire, you saw my attempt,” he growled. “Anything would be better than my version of   Wild Thing .
    She grinned wickedly but didn’t say anything. He’d been awful. Boyd had joined in and made it even worse.
    “Look...” he cocked his head at the other guests chatting in small groups, “...they’re too engrossed to notice what you’re doing.”
    She took the guitar from his hands and sat on the low wall where he’d put her wine glass. Her fingers danced carefully over the strings, as she listened to the notes resulting from her tentative exploration. She looked up at Tevis.
    “Go on,” he encouraged, taking a seat next to her. “Play something for me.”
    Claire started picking her way through the melody of   Moon River . She was hesitant at first, but Tevis nodded at her—encouraging her to continue. Shyly she closed her eyes and lost herself in the memories of the music.
    She had no idea how long she played, the tunes came tumbling out. Some made her smile, others brought a little sadness. She continued plucking at the strings until she realised the only sound she could hear was that of her playing. Slowly she opened her eyes as the last notes of her favourite song tumbled from her fingers.
    Everyone was watching her.
    “Claire, that was beautiful,” Ellie was sat at her feet, leaning against Boyd. “I didn’t know you could play.”
    “I only play for my own entertainment—I haven’t done it for a long time.” Claire placed the guitar back on its stand.
    “You should play more.” Tevis was looking at her oddly. “You go to another place when you do.”
    She shrugged her shoulders and retrieved her wine glass.
    “I didn’t recognise most of those songs,” Ellie queried. They’re beautiful. They’re not pop songs.”
    “My father wrote them.” She fiddled with the fine crystal stem.
    “Including the last one?”
    “Yes.” She looked away, she had no idea why she’d played it.
    “What’s it called?”
    “ Claire’s Lullaby .”

Chapter Six
    TEVIS
    Sam Rendall studied him carefully as he passed the paperwork over.
    “I’ve managed to find some information but there are some important gaps.”
    Tevis flipped open the file and glanced at the first page. “Sam, give me a quick rundown on the key points.”
    Josie had called him to the library five minutes earlier. He had no idea how Sam had done it—got through his security and into the house without being seen. Not even by the group camped out on the pavement. He wouldn’t tell him either, which made Tevis suspect it was illegal. Or close to it. Sam advised him to change his security firm.
    The wedding party was over, just a few stragglers enjoying the late evening. The fancy dress costume members had left without a hitch. Some of the press had followed the vehicle but he knew they were going to be disappointed. The ‘event’ was taking place at a private venue where Boyd and Ellie could slip out unseen.
    “It’s difficult to find any real detail about Claire and her family. It’s as if there was a lock down on information when Kathryn Tyler died. There wasn’t that much before either.” Sam ran his fingers through his sandy hair, a sure sign he thought something wasn’t right. “For a global star, she kept her home life extremely private.”
    “How private?” Tevis looked up from the photograph of Claire’s mother he was studying. Why hadn’t he noticed the resemblance?
    “So private I can’t find out who Claire’s father is.”
    “There’s nothing on her birth certificate?”
    Sam nodded to the file. “No. Take a look in the second section, there’s a