Three couples. One murder. A holiday to die for . . .
We arrived at a villa on the Amalfi Coast, ready to enjoy a sun-soaked weekend with our oldest friends – and one new face.
By the end of the weekend, my husband is found dead.
But how can I mourn him, when on the day of his funeral I discover he was having an affair?
The only suspects are the women we went on holiday with. My oldest, closest friends.
Do I really want to dig into my husband’s secret? Do I really want to know who betrayed me?
And as I start to unravel their secrets . . . do I really believe his death was an accident?
We arrived at a villa on the Amalfi Coast, ready to enjoy a sun-soaked weekend with our oldest friends – and one new face.
By the end of the weekend, my husband is found dead.
But how can I mourn him, when on the day of his funeral I discover he was having an affair?
The only suspects are the women we went on holiday with. My oldest, closest friends.
Do I really want to dig into my husband’s secret? Do I really want to know who betrayed me?
And as I start to unravel their secrets . . . do I really believe his death was an accident?
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A pacy, twisty page-turner
PRAISE FOR LAURA MARSHALL
Superb
Clever, pacey and compelling
A gripping, multi-layered story of toxic friendship and deceit. Clever and nuanced, I really enjoyed it
A name to watch
Expertly written and plotted
I couldn't put it down! Such a clever and thrilling read
Chilling, moving, compulsively readable
Brilliant . . . I couldn't put it down. So cleverly written that the pages are turning themselves
A compelling plot interlaced with a growing unease I couldn't shake off - so clever!
A tense, twisty, one-sitting read
It kept me guessing to the end, was packed full of twists and was also a very moving portrayal of someone who is widowed unexpectedly. The perfect escapist read!
A classic whodunnit worthy of Christie. Proper "miss your stop" stuff
The perfect compulsive summer read
Only the need to sleep stopped me reading it in one sitting. Such a page-turner with no let-up in pace