Bad Moon Rising
Autor Sheila Quigleyen Limba Engleză Paperback – 19 ian 2006
A young woman walks home by herself, the tapping of her high heels the only sound. At two o’clock in the morning, it’s cold, the streets are deserted, and she thinks she’s all alone. Waiting for her, sleeping soundly in his bed, is her baby son. When he wakes up the next morning his mother still isn’t back. She’s never coming back. Because the streets weren’t as deserted as she’d thought.
Three women are dead, and Detective Inspector Lorraine Hunt is searching for a serial killer. In Houghton-le-Spring it’s Feast week, a time when all hell is let loose as the fair comes to town, and a frenzy of celebration and decadence provides a temporary distraction from the grim realities of everyday life. It’s not a good time to be searching for a stranger. It’s not a good time to be a woman alone.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780099465751
ISBN-10: 0099465752
Pagini: 448
Dimensiuni: 113 x 178 x 28 mm
Greutate: 0.24 kg
Editura: CORNERSTONE
Locul publicării:United Kingdom
ISBN-10: 0099465752
Pagini: 448
Dimensiuni: 113 x 178 x 28 mm
Greutate: 0.24 kg
Editura: CORNERSTONE
Locul publicării:United Kingdom
Notă biografică
Sheila Quigley started work at 15 as a presser in a tailoring factory. She married at 18 and has four children and eight grandchildren. On weekends, she can be found at a soccer match for under-fifteens in Houghton-le Spring, near Sunderland where she has lived for 30 years.
From the Trade Paperback edition.
From the Trade Paperback edition.
Recenzii
“A convincing portrayal of a violent underworld.”
–Independent
“A rattling good plot.., it doesn't stop running until the final page by which time you will be breathless.”
–Newcastle Upon Tyne Journal
–Independent
“A rattling good plot.., it doesn't stop running until the final page by which time you will be breathless.”
–Newcastle Upon Tyne Journal