Clutching a small teddy bear, a stoic Karen Matthews looked toward the camera, dark circles under her eyes, her long red fringe falling down the side of her face.
“If somebody is out there that has actually got Shannon, he’s just broken the family that we had apart. The family don’t feel safe anymore. Her brothers are asking for her all the time, her sister’s crying. Half the time I cry myself to sleep… Whoever has got Shannon, just please let her go. Her family is missing her, all her friends are missing her at school.”
Pulled over her clothing was an oversized while t-shirt that pleaded in black block letters, “Have you seen Shannon Matthews?”
But it was all a front. Karen’s nine-year-old daughter wasn’t missing, there was no panic, no distraught tears at bedtime, not even the small teddy bear was real (“She came down the stairs with it before the press conference and I asked if it was Shannon’s,” a neighbour since told the BBC. “She said ‘I don’t know’.”)
What was real, though, was the reward money.