Title: Bitter
Edge
Author Name: Rachel
Lynch
Previous Books (if
applicable): Dark Game, Deep Fear and Dead End
Genre: Crime
Fiction
Release Date: 25th
February 2019
Book
Blurb:
DI
Kelly Porter is back, but so is an old foe and this time he won’t
back down...
When a teenage girl flings herself off a cliff in pursuit of a
gruesome death, DI Kelly Porter is left asking why. Ruled a suicide,
there’s no official reason for Kelly to chase answers, but as
several of her team’s cases converge on the girl’s school, a new,
darker story emerges. One which will bring Kelly face-to-face with an
old foe determined to take back what is rightfully his – no matter
the cost.
Mired in her pursuit of justice for the growing list of victims,
Kelly finds security in Johnny, her family and the father she has
only just discovered. But just as she draws close to unearthing the
dark truth at the heart of her investigation, a single moment on a
cold winter’s night shatters the notion that anything in Kelly’s
world can ever truly be safe.
Don't miss this gripping crime thriller featuring a phenomenal
detective. Perfect for fans of Angela Marsons, Patricia Gibney and
Robert Bryndza.
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Author
Bio:
Rachel Lynch grew up in Cumbria and the lakes and
fells are never far away from her. London pulled her away to teach
History and marry an Army Officer, whom she followed around the globe
for thirteen years. A change of career after children led to personal
training and sports therapy, but writing was always the overwhelming
force driving the future. The human capacity for compassion as well
as its descent into the brutal and murky world of crime are
fundamental to her work.
Extract:
He watches.
Swarms of hysterical
children of all ages run wild, flailing their arms and screaming.
They bump into others who are also here for only one thing. The
thrill of losing control, the primitive addiction to fantasy, the
terror and danger and the risk from extremity: all drive the crowds
on.
The air is hot with
anticipation and the heady aroma of burnt sugar. Night falls quickly,
and soon the heaving mass of bodies is shrouded in darkness, but this
only heightens the delight. Shrieks compete with ear-splitting thumps
of bass, accompanied by the latest beats, pounding out of huge black
speakers set up along the high street. The waft of greasy burger vans
sits atop the hordes, and neon lights challenge spatial calculation.
The fun of the fair.
He puffs on a
hand-rolled cigarette and cradles his pint of honey-coloured locally
brewed beer, surveying the frivolity before him. Girls. Hundreds of
them, from three to twenty-three in age, all just as beautiful to
gaze upon. But he is fixated by one in particular, who has become
separated from her mother. He calculates, in his vast experience,
that she is around nine years of age, and, as is common now for the
younger ones, she wears provocative clothing that invites attention,
at the same time remaining blissfully unaware that it makes her look
so enticing.
No one in the crowd
knows him. His colleagues on the forty-foot trailers heaving the
gigantic rides around the country only know his name. In three days,
the fair will be gone, on to another town. Keswick is the next stop
after this one.
He watches.
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