Good morning everyone as some of you might be aware the new thriller, One By One is published this Thursday 12th November. There is lots going on to celebrate on social media this week and I have an exclusive extract along with some other exciting content to share with you today.
Book Synopsis:
**The unmissable new thriller from the queen of the modern-day murder mystery.**
Snow is falling in the exclusive alpine ski resort of Saint Antoine, as the shareholders and directors of Snoop, the hottest new music app, gather for a make or break corporate retreat to decide the future of the company. At stake is a billion-dollar dot com buyout that could make them all millionaires, or leave some of them out in the cold.
The clock is ticking on the offer, and with the group irrevocably split, tensions are running high. When an avalanche cuts the chalet off from help, and one board member goes missing in the snow, the group is forced to ask – would someone resort to murder, to get what they want?
You can pre-order your copy by using the link below, through Waterstones or from your local indie bookstore.
Extract:
LIZ
Snoop ID: ANON101
Listening to: James Blunt / You’re Beautiful
Snoopers: 0
Snoopscribers: 0
I keep my earbuds shoved into my ears on the minibus from Geneva airport. I ignore Topher’s hopeful looks and Eva, glanc-
ing over her shoulder at me. It helps, somehow. It helps to shut out the voices in my head, their voices, pulling me this way and that, pummelling me with their loyalties and their arguments
to and fro.
Instead I let James Blunt drown them out, telling me I’m beautiful, over and over again. The irony of the statement makes me
want to laugh, but I don’t. There’s something comforting in the lie.
It is 1.52 p.m. Outside the window the sky is iron grey, and the snowflakes swirl hypnotically past. It’s strange. Snow is so white on the ground, but when it’s falling, it looks grey against the sky.
It might as well be ash.
We are starting to climb now. The snow gets thicker as we gain height, no longer melting into rain when it hits the win-
dow, but sticking, sliding along the glass, the windscreen wipers swooshing it aside into rivulets of slush that run horizontally
across the passenger window. I hope the bus has snow tyres.
The driver changes gear; we are approaching yet another hairpin bend. As the bus swings around the narrow curve, the ground falls away, and I have a momentary feeling that we’re going to fall – a lurch of vertigo that makes my stomach heave and my head spin. I shut my eyes, blocking them all out, losing myself in the music.
And then the song stops.
And I am alone, with only one voice left in my head, and I can’t shut it out. It’s my own. And it’s whispering a question that I’ve been asking myself since the plane lifted off the runway at Gatwick.
Why did I come? Why?
But I know the answer.
I came because I couldn’t afford not to.
Ooh it all sounds very intriguing doesn’t it. I’m halfway through this book at the moment and am so enjoying it!
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