Finders Keepers
Autor BELINDA BAUERen Limba Engleză Paperback – 14 mar 2017
“Surprise, of course, is the most potent aspect of suspense. And Belinda Bauer knows exactly how to manipulate that element, right until the very end . . . She’s shown, not just how to keep surprise bubbling explosively away, but to do it with extraordinary dexterity, maturity and feeling . . . Brilliant.”—Daily Mirror (UK)
Finders Keepers is a spine-tingling, edge-of-your-seat thriller about an alarming spree of kidnappings in the southwest of England. The eight-year-old boy had vanished from the car and—as if by slick, sick magic—had been replaced by a note on the steering wheel: “You don’t love him.” At the height of summer a dark shadow falls across Exmoor, as children begin to disappear, with each disappearance marked only by a terse, accusatory note. There are no explanations, no ransom demands, and no hope. Policeman Jonas Holly (a character returning from Bauer’s first two novels) faces a precarious journey into the warped mind of the kidnapper if he’s to stand any chance of catching him. But—still reeling from a personal tragedy—is Jonas really up to the task? There are some who would say that, when it comes to being the first line of defense, Jonas Holly may be the last man to trust.
“The British countryside has never appeared so alien or so macabre.”—Sunday Times (UK)
“A remarkable achievement . . . The story rushes along on a tide of suspense.” —Independent (UK)
Finders Keepers is a spine-tingling, edge-of-your-seat thriller about an alarming spree of kidnappings in the southwest of England. The eight-year-old boy had vanished from the car and—as if by slick, sick magic—had been replaced by a note on the steering wheel: “You don’t love him.” At the height of summer a dark shadow falls across Exmoor, as children begin to disappear, with each disappearance marked only by a terse, accusatory note. There are no explanations, no ransom demands, and no hope. Policeman Jonas Holly (a character returning from Bauer’s first two novels) faces a precarious journey into the warped mind of the kidnapper if he’s to stand any chance of catching him. But—still reeling from a personal tragedy—is Jonas really up to the task? There are some who would say that, when it comes to being the first line of defense, Jonas Holly may be the last man to trust.
“The British countryside has never appeared so alien or so macabre.”—Sunday Times (UK)
“A remarkable achievement . . . The story rushes along on a tide of suspense.” —Independent (UK)
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780802126436
ISBN-10: 080212643X
Pagini: 400
Dimensiuni: 140 x 210 mm
Greutate: 0.4 kg
Editura: Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
Colecția Grove Press
ISBN-10: 080212643X
Pagini: 400
Dimensiuni: 140 x 210 mm
Greutate: 0.4 kg
Editura: Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
Colecția Grove Press
Notă biografică
Belinda Bauer is the author of seven award-winning novels that have been translated into twenty-one languages. The Beautiful Dead is her fifth novel to be published in North America. She won the Crime Writers’ Association’s Gold Dagger Award for Crime Novel of the Year for Blacklands, the Theakston's Old Peculier Crime Novel of the Year Award for Rubbernecker, and the CWA Dagger in the Library Award for outstanding body of work. She lives in Wales.
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FROM THE CRIME WRITER LONGLISTED FOR THE MAN BOOKER PRIZE 2018The eight-year-old boy had vanished from the car and - as if by slick, sick magic - had been replaced by a note on the steering wheel:You don't love himAt the height of summer a dark shadow falls across Exmoor.
FROM THE CRIME WRITER LONGLISTED FOR THE MAN BOOKER PRIZE 2018The eight-year-old boy had vanished from the car and - as if by slick, sick magic - had been replaced by a note on the steering wheel:You don't love himAt the height of summer a dark shadow falls across Exmoor.