Honeytrap: Part 2 Read Online Free Page A

wrong and the others were right? Doubt crept into her thoughts, but she pushed it away. No, all her instincts were saying that Sylvie was in trouble, and she wasn’t going to ignore them. By Monday she would have a better idea of whether the girl was actually missing or not; she could go to Farnborough College and see if Sylvie turned up for her course. But that was a couple of days away and in the meantime she wasn’t prepared to sit back and do nothing.
    Jess leaned across, flipped down the glove compartment and got out her A–Z. She looked up Sarah Thorne’s address and worked out the best way of getting there. At this time of night the roads shouldn’t be too busy. She was not entirely sure quite what she hoped to achieve by staking out the girlfriend’s home but it had to be better than sitting around twiddling her thumbs. Hopefully, Joshua Keynes would show up at some point and she wanted to be there when he did.
    Jess put the A–Z on to the passenger seat and slipped the key into the ignition. She was just about to leave when a sleek white Daimler rolled into the car park, did a three-point turn, returned to the exit and idled there, blocking the way out.
    ‘Take your time, why don’t you,’ she murmured.
    Jess peered through the gloom, but the Daimler’s windows were tinted and she couldn’t see who was inside. She was just about to pull out and hurry them along by drawing up behind when the passenger door opened and a woman with short fair hair got out, leaned down and continued talking to the driver. It was clear from her demeanour that the exchange was not an amicable one; her shoulders were hunched, her face full of anger.
    Jess sat back and watched the scene, her curiosity aroused. She thought the woman looked familiar, but it took a moment for the penny to drop. Could it be? She wouldn’t have even thought of it if Harry hadn’t mentioned her yesterday.
Ellen Shaw
. It was – she was sure it was. Her hair was different but … She shifted forward to try and get a closer look. Yes, there was no doubt about it.
    Ellen slammed the car door shut and the Daimler roared off with a noisy screech of tyres. She stared after the car for a while before turning left and walking up Station Road. Jess only had a few seconds to decide what to do next. If she left it too long, she could lose her completely. Should she follow or not?
    Although Jess knew that Harry was searching for Ellen Shaw, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to help him find her. That woman had caused him nothing but trouble. She could easily turn a blind eye, pretend she’d never seen her, but somehow that didn’t sit too easily with her conscience. Cursing softly, Jess grabbed her jacket and bag, got out of the car, locked it and set off in pursuit.
    As she walked she pulled her phone from her pocket and called Harry. It rang about eight times before he finally picked up. She had the feeling he was trying to avoid her.
    ‘Jess,’ he said wearily. ‘What can I do for you?’
    ‘It’s more the other way round. I think I’ve just seen Ellen Shaw.’
    There was a brief intake of breath from the other end of the line. ‘What? Where? Where are you?’
    ‘By the Fox.’
    ‘Is she in the pub?’
    ‘No, she’s just left the car park. Not in a car, on foot. She was dropped off by someone in a white Daimler.’
    ‘Was it Danny Street? It must have been.’
    ‘I don’t know. I couldn’t see the driver. I think she’s heading for the station.’
    ‘Can you follow her? Please, I wouldn’t ask, but I have to … I need to talk to her. Can you just keep an eye out until I get there?’
    ‘And how long is that going to take?’
    ‘Not long. Five, ten minutes.’
    ‘What if she gets on a train? What am I supposed to do then?’
    ‘Just stick by her. She won’t be going far.’
    Jess thought about Hampstead and gave a sigh. ‘I’ve got plans, so shift your arse, okay? I’m not going on some magical mystery tour.’
    ‘I’ll be there.