His whole world collapsed exactly three seconds after the door opened.
In the first second, her pale, beautiful face peered through the gap, then disappeared as she moved aside to let him in. The next second saw him walking into the cramped front room and, with a rather foolish flourish, lifting up the small bunch of petrol-station flowers he’d brought her. And the third was when the man in the hood appeared out of the...
Martha Crossman opened the door to her local coffee shop and stepped inside.
The place was busy with the pre-work crowd—mainly businesspeople—and a powerful blast of coffee, conversation, and central heating hit her straight away. The normality of the scene filled her with an intense jealousy. When Martha had last been here a few days ago, her life had seemed so normal and straightforward. Not happy—she hadn’t been...