Then what was left of the pie, always too big for two, sliced and frozen. It was a ritual, a leftovers pie made from whatever they hadn’t finished of the Sunday roast. She can still picture him in their flat, making pastry on Monday evenings. But that last time, had she even thanked him? In their early years he’d cooked so joyfully and she’d eaten so gratefully. On the Sunday, they’d eaten a roast dinner, cooked – as always – by Greg. But under the silence there was still deep affection, a foundation into which they’d both poured years of love and respect. And no easy chat, no peals of laughter, not like it had been. No cigarettes, no terrace, nothing new to learn about each other. Subtle waves of old petals, bunched up like little fists.Īs she drags the last lungful of smoke, she allows herself the briefest memory of her and Greg’s last weekend together. This morning she had to brush the dead flowers away. When Marianne first sat out here a few months ago, shaking with guilt and exhilaration after their first night together, the tree was alive with pink blossoms. She tucks into its corner, lighting her cigarette and looking up at the bare branches. Walled on all sides and invisible to the neighbours, it’s crammed with an ornate cherry blossom tree planted by his late wife that leaves just enough room for a wooden bench. Compared to her Hackney flat, Noah’s Richmond townhouse is a mansion, but it’s this tiny, chilly garden that she loves the most. Her toes curl on the cool decking and a shiver crawls down her back. * BingeBooks earns revenue from qualifying purchases as an Amazon Associate as well as from other retail partners.Ī shadow falls across Marianne’s shoulders. A dark, fast-paced thriller with a hard-hitting emotional impact. Loved it!' Claire DouglasĪ beautifully written book that tackles complex issues on a very personal level. 'Dark, twisty, beautifully written and very clever. 'Smart, twisty and totally compelling.' Jane Fallon Was Greg trying to protect her or did he want her dead?Ī gripping and emotional ebook bestseller about a woman who discovers a shocking secret about her late husband that will hook you from the first page To try to save herself from Sam, the assassin hired to kill her, Marianne must first unpick the wicked web in which Greg became tangled.
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