The Detective's Daughter
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Lesley Thomson
It was the murder that shocked the nation. Kate Rokesmith, a young mother, walked to the banks of the Thames with her three-year-old son. She never came home.
For three decades, the case file has lain, unsolved, in the corner of an attic. Until the detective's daughter, Stella Darnell, starts to clear out her father's house after his death...
Reviews for The Detective's Daughter:
'A haunting novel about loss and reconciliation, driven by a simple but clever plot' Sunday Times
'This book has a clever mystery plot – but its excellence is in the characters, all credible and memorable, and in its setting in a real West London street, exactly described' Literary Review
'A thoughtful, well-observed story... It reminded me of Kate Atkinson' Scott Pack
'A cerebral thriller... Evokes chills from more than just the frigid winter nights' Forward Reviews Magazine
'Lesley Thomson gets better and better' Ian Rankin
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A haunting novel about loss and reconciliation, driven by a simple but clever plot
This book has a clever mystery plot – but its excellence is in the characters, all credible and memorable, and in its setting in a real West London street, exactly described
A cerebral thriller... Evokes chills from more than just the frigid winter nights... Twists and surprises abound'
A thoughtful, well-observed story... It reminded me of Kate Atkinson'
Tense and gripping... On the edge of my seat? No way – I was cowering under it'
Skilfully evokes the era and slow-moving childhood summers... A study of memory and guilt with several twists'
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