All Chapters of IF YOU LOVE ME, DIE FOR ME: Chapter 101 - Chapter 105

POV: MadelineI did not want to like Clara Voss.That would have been the simpler version of this: a woman who came into Crawford's orbit under false pretences and used the trust of people I cared about to extract information for someone who intended to use it against my father's name in an appellate court. A clean antagonist. A function in Elspeth Vane's operation and nothing more.She came in on a Monday morning.Not under arrest. Not summoned by any legal mechanism. I had called her directly, which I had thought about for two days before deciding it was the right approach, because the way you asked someone in was a statement about what you expected from them.She sat across from me at the Crawford table, and she looked the way I had not expected her to look, which was tired in a way that had nothing to do with the journey to Dublin and everything to do with something she had been carrying for a long time."You know why you are here," I said."Yes," she said."I want you to tell me

POV: MadelineThe conversation happened on a Thursday evening in March.Not planned. Not the kind of conversation you can plan. The kind that arrives in the space between the end of one thing and the beginning of the next, when there is nothing immediately urgent demanding attention and the quiet that results is not comfortable the way comfortable quiet is, but something more exposed.Jeremy had made dinner, and we had eaten it and cleared the table, and he had made tea, and we were sitting with it, and the apartment was quiet, and Dublin was doing its Thursday evening thing outside the window, and I was looking at nothing in particular when I realised I did not know what I was about to do next.Not tomorrow. Not the Marcus Voss case review or the Greenvale tracking or the February assessments still in the pipeline. Those I knew. I meant in the larger sense. The sense of direction that I had not been without since I walked out of Riverside Correctional and understood that I had someth

POV: MadelineI found the answer on a Wednesday morning.Not from a conversation or a document or a revelation. From the work itself.I was reviewing the intake file for a case Sol had flagged the previous week, a referral that had come through the Crawford Method training channel, a woman named Yuki Tanaka who had attended the third cohort of the training in Tokyo and who had sent a message to the Tokyo contact point established through Dara's Asia-Pacific network seven weeks ago.The message said: I attended the training in November. I have been keeping records for four years. I did not know what they were for until I sat in that room and understood. I would like to talk to someone.Four years of records.She did not know what they were for until she sat in that room and understood.I read the intake file Sol had assembled from his initial conversation with her. The details. The firm in Tokyo. The account irregularities. The internal report she had filed and the response she had rec