Kirsty and Adrian need a break. He’s been suffering from severe depression and their whole family have been suffering as a result, walking on eggshells and watching him like a hawk.
Leaving London and starting a B&B might not be everyone’s idea of a break, but it’s theirs – a long held dream they can’t resist when a house comes on the market in a small Welsh town. So, with the help of Kirsty’s mother, they move in and welcome their first guests.
Any hope of a successful first few weeks are shattered however when Kirsty’s cousin and niece arrive, fleeing an abusive husband, and then her cousin (Selena) ends up dead. There’s no spoiler here as it happens in the first few pages. What happens next though is one of those stories it’s hard to describe without giving anything away.
The idea of being trapped in a confined space terrifies me. It’s one of my worst fears. And it’s one of the things I like to read about least. Which made me wonder when I read the opening to The Death Knock just what I was letting myself in for.
Ava is a young woman, alone, scared and confused. She has no idea how she got into the wooden box she now fines herself trapped in and, when her captor finally lets her out, how she will escape the small room he keeps her locked in, especially when he tells her about the other women who have already been in her shoes.
When Andrew’s girlfriend, Katy, hears a violent argument between her neighbours, she can’t sleep. The next day, she goes round to check on them…and disappears. Andrew is frantic and the police, led by DS Freeman, are more than a bit confused. There is blood but no body and Andrew’s story just doesn’t stack up.
Then there’s the added problem that the neighbours have gone missing too – and one of them is a member of Freeman’s own team – Dawn Lawton, a great twist that made me sit up and take notice.
Along with her boss, DI Gardner, Freeman needs to find Lawton, find Katy and find out the truth about just what happened.
I don’t like CCTV cameras at the best of times – they always make me feel more versus less wary when I’m out. Having read Her Watchful Eye, I’m now even more convinced I would get rid of them all if I had a chance. Mainly because Ruby – one of the main characters in Julie Corbin’s new book – uses them to spy on her a young woman rather when she should be using them to prevent crime.
I get why she does it and I sort of don’t blame her. But at the same time it’s pretty creepy. It’s how Hannah (the young woman being spied on) feels when she finds out, though her reaction is not quite what you might expect.
When Harriet, or Hal as she’s known, receives a letter from a solicitor to let her know that her grandmother has died and left her an inheritance she doesn’t know what to think – mainly because her mother’s parents, the only grandparents she knew, died years before, leaving her and her mother with nothing.
On any other day, Hal would have called the solicitor and told him he was mistaken. But this isn’t any other day. It’s the day the loan shark she borrowed money from to pay the bills breaks into her flat and threatens her. It’s the day she feels broken and beaten down by life. So, it becomes the day she decides to pretend to be someone else.
E. Lockhart is one of those authors I’ve always meant to read more of, having been blown away by the one and only book of hers that I’ve read, We Were Liars. It’s taken me nearly two years to get to that next book and I really don’t know why I’ve waited so long.
Genuine Fraud is told in a rather disjointed way, with the narrative moving back and forth across the life of Jules, a young woman who is either trying to live a carefree life thanks to an unexpected inheritance or is on the run after her best friend goes missing.
It’s all quite complicated and it’s all very simple at the same time, meaning I never knew where I was in the story and found myself putting everything together as if it was a jigsaw. Then, as each piece fell into place, I wanted to say “of course”, even though I had been nowhere near guessing the truth.
By the time I get to book nine in a series, I am usually starting to flag. Characters have become too familiar, storylines too predictable, and the “wow” factor I had when I picked up the first book has long since gone.
It’s why I’m always slightly anxious when I pick up a new book by a favourite author featuring a character I love. I’m never sure if this will be a book that leaves me wanting more or leaves me cold.
I am pleased to say that the former applies when it comes to Fire on the Fens. Once again, Joy Ellis has left me with a feeling of total satisfaction. This is a great story, one with enough twists and turns to keep me guessing but not enough to stretch my credulity.
On a small island, three daughters come to terms with the death of their father, known as The King, and the future where none of them – including their mother – can go to the mainland for supplies in case they become infected.
In this dystopian future, disease is everywhere and men are the carriers. It is all the three girls – Lia, Grace and Sky – know and it means when two men and a boy wash up on the beach by their home they are full of fear, but also – for one of them – wonder.
To say the three are unhappy doesn’t really describe their situation. They have known nothing else. But they are unsatisfied. Their life is a series of rituals to keep the sickness at bay and, as an outsider, it is strange to read and harder still to understand because Mackintosh doesn’t tell you what went before, how Lia, Grace and Sky ended up living in this remote place, and what they really remember of their life before.
Once again this week, I’m linking up again with Vicky at I’d Rather Be At The Beach who hosts a post every Tuesday for people to share the first chapter/paragraph of the book they are reading, or thinking of reading soon. This week I’m reading The Keeper of Lost Things by Ruth Hogan, a book which has sat on my shelf for what seems like forever and which I have heard such good things about I’m not sure why I’ve waited so long to pick it up.
Elizabeth is Missing was one of my favourite books of recent years. I thought it was a clever story with an interesting protagonist. Something I hadn’t read before. I had hoped for the same with Whistle In The Dark and, in many ways, I got that.
This is the story of Jen, mother to Lana, a fifteen year old who goes missing for four days only to turn up battered and bruised and refusing to tell anyone what happened to her. Or at least Jen think’s Lana is refusing. Lana herself says that she can’t remember anything.