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Laurel Lefkow
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Rod Reynolds
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Don't trust ANYONE…
When a young woman makes a distressing middle-of-the-night call to 911, apparently running for her life in a quiet, exclusive beachside neighbourhood, miles from her home, everything suggests a domestic incident. Except no one has seen her since, and something doesn't sit right with the officers at Hampstead County PD. With multiple suspects and witnesses throwing up startling inconsistencies, and interference from the top threatening the integrity of the investigation, lead detective Casey Wray is thrust into an increasingly puzzling case that looks like it's going to have only one ending…And then the first body appears…
“Urgent, thrilling and richly imagined. Without doubt his best yet.” CHRIS WHITAKER, author of We Begin at the End
“Reynolds captures the claustrophobic feel of a small town … a tense slice of American noir.” VASEEM KHAN, author of Midnight at Malabar House
“If you were hooked on Mare of Easttown, this will be right up your street.” NINA POTTELL, Prima
“Rod Reynolds makes the most of this desolate, windswept location … a thrillingly complex narrative develops at speed … his superior cop saga is just the first instalment of a projected series.” THE TIMES
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“Urgent, thrilling and richly imagined. Without doubt his best yet.” (Chris Whitaker, author of We Begin at the End)
“Reynolds captures the claustrophobic feel of a small town...a tense slice of American noir.” (Vaseem Khan, author of Midnight at Malabar House)
“If you were hooked on Mare of Easttown, this will be right up your street.” (Nina Pottell, Prima)