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A family party. A terrible secret. A celebration that will end in murder... I gasp out loud as I step through the door of the beautiful country hotel. My hands fly to my mouth in shock as I see the room is filled with my friends and family, my grown-up daughters and grandchildren at the centre, gathered to celebrate my special birthday. Everyone raises their glasses to toast me. I should be enjoying the moment but I'm on edge and I can't relax. Who organised this surprise party? How did they know I was going to be here? Because I didn't come back to Burcott House to drink champagne and dance.…mehr

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A family party. A terrible secret. A celebration that will end in murder... I gasp out loud as I step through the door of the beautiful country hotel. My hands fly to my mouth in shock as I see the room is filled with my friends and family, my grown-up daughters and grandchildren at the centre, gathered to celebrate my special birthday. Everyone raises their glasses to toast me. I should be enjoying the moment but I'm on edge and I can't relax. Who organised this surprise party? How did they know I was going to be here? Because I didn't come back to Burcott House to drink champagne and dance. Ten years ago, someone was murdered at this hotel. Tonight, after years of heartache, I planned to bury the past once and for all. I look around the crowd of smiling people and my heart thuds as I see the frown on my eldest daughter's face and the way my youngest daughter is smiling widely but her eyes are puffy, like she's been crying. I think about the one person who should be here who isn't... My family's secrets and lies swirl around my mind. Can I trust anyone in this room? Can I even trust my own daughters? I was going to finish off what happened all those years ago but did someone else have the same idea? And will I survive my own birthday party...?
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I'll let you into a little secret... Mikayla Davids isn't my real name, it's just the pen name I write under. I could be the person sitting opposite you on the train, furiously tapping away at a laptop, or the woman scribbling in a notebook on the table beside you in Starbucks. Everyone has their secrets. And this is mine. But I will tell you I've lived and breathed fictional worlds all my life. I've been the child who spent hours in the library, the teenager who stayed up turning pages way into the night. Now I'm the secret writer. I write psychological thrillers about family dramas, complicated relationships and ordinary moments that can suddenly turn into nightmares.