"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
How could anyone refuse to help an eight-year-old boy running for his life?In the fourth Trish Maguire novel, her whole world is changed when the boy is knocked over by a skidding car outside her London flat. Fighting to save his life, the casualty team find Trish's name and address sewn into his clothes. He looks so like her that the police are convinced he's her son. Only she knows he can't be. So who has sent him? And why?Her desperate search for his identity takes Trish to a brutal inner-city housing estate, where she picks up the trail of a violent murder. It is not long before she discovers that the chief suspect is her father . . .
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