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night.”
    “But…”
    “But when I visited a couple of days later, Angela had on an expensive pair of shoes.”
    “Shoes?” he asked.
    “Yes. I know it sounds odd. But the shoes would have cost more than the money she had been given to buy new baby stuff, and new clothes. They were a designer label.”
    “And you know designer shoes?” Joel asked.
    “My sister lives in them,” she answered, glancing down at her own feet, which were encased in sensible, plain shoes.
    “Recap. They moved into the safe-house, mom didn’t have much money, Angela spent her allowance on baby stuff, and some clothes. Then she has designer shoes. Lottery?” He looked at her, and she pulled a face. “What? It would explain the shoes. Because otherwise you are starting to sound as if someone did contact her. Krieg?”
    “I don’t think designer shoes were his thing.” She went over what Angela had told her about Krieg; he had been brought up on the streets, and there was no way he was going to go out and buy expensive designer shoes.
    “You really think there was a mole?” Joel asked, switching tack. “I’ve been in the force for enough years to know they don’t come along often, and then only for a very strong personal or financial reason.”
    “Which rules out Mr. Anderson. Loving wife, big fat pension. Unless he wanted to buy a luxury yacht and sail around the world, it wasn’t him. Your chief?”
    “Not known him long, but as straight as they come.” He thought for a minute. “Anyone else know the case? Who they were, where they were?”
    “People knew I was working the case, so I may have been followed. But really, it sounds so farfetched. People I work with help other people.”
    “Until they stop.”
    “You are cynical.”
    “I prefer realist.”
    “No.” She shook her head and felt his eyes burning into her, and her cheeks flushed. “It must have been Krieg.”
    “That what you believe, or want to believe?” he asked.
    She ignored his question. It made her sound as if she wanted it to be Krieg, because that made her world safe, it left it standing on firm ground, not teetering on the edge of a precipice where things could topple off with one small push. But her childhood had taught her a small push comes when you least expect it.
    “What if Krieg told her he was willing to make her happy?” Joel mused. “If she were blinded by her need to be with him, then she might have gone along with it. Maybe going to the authorities was Angela’s way of getting his attention. And shoes were the way she wanted him to prove he was ready to change for her.”
    “You think Angela would have put herself and Sam in danger? For shoes?” Chrissie didn’t want to believe Angela would do something like that. Not for shoes. But maybe for love.
    “People do the strangest damn things for the person of their dreams. And before you say it, Krieg might not, thankfully, be the man of your dreams, but Angela had a connection to him, through Sam. As a vulnerable woman, she would want her family to be together. Her, Sam and Krieg. I expect she would have listened if he offered her a life with him.”
    “You think women are weak?” she asked, disappointed in him.
    His voice dropped and he looked out of the window as he said, “Not all women. But we’re a product of our lives. If Angela had a crappy childhood, no father figure, then maybe she wanted her son to grow up with both parents, whatever the cost, which is why she put up with him beating her up. It took a lot of guts for her to leave him, but he knew her weakness.”
    Chrissie felt tears mist her eyes. “We are a product of our past lives. All we can do is try to change, for our future.”
    He placed his hand on hers, making her jump. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”
    “I know. Here’s the turn.” She used the turn signal and pulled off the highway, heading towards the suburbs where the little house she would be sharing with Joel and Sam stood waiting for