"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
There's the lost. There's the missing. And there's the taken.She asked me once if we had any secrets, and I shook my head. 'No secrets between us,' she said. 'No,' I answered. 'Never ever.'In a Durham hotel at dawn, celebrated preacher Tristan Snow is murdered as he prays. None of the other guests - not even his daughter, his wife, or her sister - saw or heard anything. But then again, they all had a motive for murder.Detective Inspector Erica Martin is confronted by secrets and lies, lost in a case where nothing is what it seems.With no answers, DI Martin is consumed by questions: Is anyone in this family innocent? When the victim might have been a monster - is there such a thing as justice? And does anyone deserve to die?Praise for Alice Clark-Platts:'Had me on the edge of my sun lounger. Excellent plotting and a genuinely unguessable resolution to the mystery' Sophie Hannah'Grabbed me from the first page and wouldn't let go. A compelling read, beautifully written ... A tense, captivating tale, brilliantly told' Rachel Abbott'A gripping, highly charged thriller' Ralph Fiennes'A brilliantly plotted and utterly gripping thriller' Emma Kavanagh'Superb ... A very assured page-turning storm I read in one sitting' Stav Sherez'Intriguing and sinister with masterful plotting and tension' Mel Sherratt
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