about, without thinking the worst of your dad. Just assume he’ll get in touch when he’s ready to, and when he does, you can take it from there. I’m sure it won’t be long before you hear from him. After all, he’s got a wonderful family and a baby on the way. He won’t want to lose that.’
‘You’re right,’ Emma replied. ‘We’ve got to deal with the other things, as much as I want to sort out Dad.’
‘Do you think that Adrian Spencer will leave us alone now?’ Lizzy asked.
‘Hopefully he will, now that we’ve also complained directly to Firework Films.’
As soon as they’d got back to the apartment they had called the production company. When Emma had explained what had happened, the woman had sounded understanding about the situation, and had said all the right things about making sure that they wouldn’t bother them again, but there was no promise about whether the programme was still due to go ahead. Perhaps, sometime in the future, the programme would air. It wouldn’t be pleasant, but Emma hoped that everyone would be in a much better place by then, and able to withstand the bad memories and unwanted attention.
‘At least if he crawls back into his hole that’ll be one thing off our backs,’ Lizzy said. ‘But obviously the big worry is still this other person pretending to be Stephen Myers.’
‘I still can’t believe he followed us to Windsor,’ Dan said. ‘He must have tailed us from first thing that morning, otherwise how would he have known we were going there? To think that he’s probably been stalking the apartment and the police aren’t interested.’
‘I know,’ Emma said. ‘David Sherborn only started following us from the train station after I texted him to let him know where we were going, but this guy was already there when he arrived. He had to have followed us from here.’
‘Creepy,’ Lizzy said. ‘It’s just like last time.’
‘Except that this time we’re not just helpless victims,’ Dan said. ‘Last time, you didn’t know anything about what was happening and who was involved. But this time, because we enlisted David Sherborn’s help – because we took the initiative – we at least have some information on this person. We know that he knows Guy Roberts.’
‘And we also know that it isn’t actually Stephen Myers who is doing this,’ Lizzy added.
‘Exactly,’ Dan said. ‘And even though it was pretty crazy to think that it was Stephen Myers, someone wanted us to think that. If we hadn’t done what we did, identifying the person who is doing this, then there might still be that element of doubt. Especially given what Peter Myers had said to you, Lizzy, about Stephen being alive.’
‘Which he said just to scare us,’ Lizzy said.
‘That’s right.’
‘So the next step is to go and see Guy Roberts,’ Emma said. ‘And find out what he knows about this person.’
‘Do you think he’ll tell us?’ Lizzy asked. ‘I mean, we can’t assume he’ll cooperate. We know what kind of person he is.’
‘I agree it might be difficult. I’m not assuming anything.’
‘And we can’t particularly trust him either,’ Dan replied, ‘but we haven’t really got any other options, have we?’
‘No,’ Lizzy said.
‘So the question is, when?’
Emma glanced at the clock. ‘How about after we eat?’
Lizzy raised an eyebrow. ‘Not tomorrow morning? I thought we might want to sleep on it.’
‘He’s more likely to be in at night, don’t you think?’ Emma replied.
‘And I want to be there too,’ Dan added. ‘Work gets in the way again tomorrow.’
‘Okay,’ Lizzy said. ‘At least it gets it over with. So, we eat first and then go and see him. Who votes for a chippy tea?’
‘Sounds good to me,’ Emma said. ‘Although let’s eat now, before I lose my appetite thinking about having to see that man again.’
***
‘Emma, how nice to see you.’ Guy Roberts stood at the front door of his exclusive
‘You’re right,’ Emma replied. ‘We’ve got to deal with the other things, as much as I want to sort out Dad.’
‘Do you think that Adrian Spencer will leave us alone now?’ Lizzy asked.
‘Hopefully he will, now that we’ve also complained directly to Firework Films.’
As soon as they’d got back to the apartment they had called the production company. When Emma had explained what had happened, the woman had sounded understanding about the situation, and had said all the right things about making sure that they wouldn’t bother them again, but there was no promise about whether the programme was still due to go ahead. Perhaps, sometime in the future, the programme would air. It wouldn’t be pleasant, but Emma hoped that everyone would be in a much better place by then, and able to withstand the bad memories and unwanted attention.
‘At least if he crawls back into his hole that’ll be one thing off our backs,’ Lizzy said. ‘But obviously the big worry is still this other person pretending to be Stephen Myers.’
‘I still can’t believe he followed us to Windsor,’ Dan said. ‘He must have tailed us from first thing that morning, otherwise how would he have known we were going there? To think that he’s probably been stalking the apartment and the police aren’t interested.’
‘I know,’ Emma said. ‘David Sherborn only started following us from the train station after I texted him to let him know where we were going, but this guy was already there when he arrived. He had to have followed us from here.’
‘Creepy,’ Lizzy said. ‘It’s just like last time.’
‘Except that this time we’re not just helpless victims,’ Dan said. ‘Last time, you didn’t know anything about what was happening and who was involved. But this time, because we enlisted David Sherborn’s help – because we took the initiative – we at least have some information on this person. We know that he knows Guy Roberts.’
‘And we also know that it isn’t actually Stephen Myers who is doing this,’ Lizzy added.
‘Exactly,’ Dan said. ‘And even though it was pretty crazy to think that it was Stephen Myers, someone wanted us to think that. If we hadn’t done what we did, identifying the person who is doing this, then there might still be that element of doubt. Especially given what Peter Myers had said to you, Lizzy, about Stephen being alive.’
‘Which he said just to scare us,’ Lizzy said.
‘That’s right.’
‘So the next step is to go and see Guy Roberts,’ Emma said. ‘And find out what he knows about this person.’
‘Do you think he’ll tell us?’ Lizzy asked. ‘I mean, we can’t assume he’ll cooperate. We know what kind of person he is.’
‘I agree it might be difficult. I’m not assuming anything.’
‘And we can’t particularly trust him either,’ Dan replied, ‘but we haven’t really got any other options, have we?’
‘No,’ Lizzy said.
‘So the question is, when?’
Emma glanced at the clock. ‘How about after we eat?’
Lizzy raised an eyebrow. ‘Not tomorrow morning? I thought we might want to sleep on it.’
‘He’s more likely to be in at night, don’t you think?’ Emma replied.
‘And I want to be there too,’ Dan added. ‘Work gets in the way again tomorrow.’
‘Okay,’ Lizzy said. ‘At least it gets it over with. So, we eat first and then go and see him. Who votes for a chippy tea?’
‘Sounds good to me,’ Emma said. ‘Although let’s eat now, before I lose my appetite thinking about having to see that man again.’
***
‘Emma, how nice to see you.’ Guy Roberts stood at the front door of his exclusive
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