Summer Lies Bleeding

Summer Lies Bleeding

Nuala Casey

Language: English

Pages: 216

ISBN: B01K94ITTA

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Summer Lies Bleeding

Nuala Casey

Language: English

Pages: 216

ISBN: B01K94ITTA

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Four lives are about to come crashing together...

Devastated by the murder of his sister in Soho seven years ago, Mark Davis travels to London to carry out an act of violence that he believes will avenge her death.

PhD student Stella is returning to London with her partner Paula to visit a fertility clinic. But Stella is hiding a secret that could tear their lives apart.

Recovering alcoholic Seb has left his wild days behind him. As he helps his wife prepare to launch her restaurant in Soho, he feels that his life is finally back on track. But a chance encounter with a stranger brings back tragic memories and puts his family in serious danger.

Kerstin Engel is a brilliant but troubled research analyst. Haunted by the events of 7/7 when she narrowly escaped death, she has spent the last seven years carrying out a self-imposed penance. But an unseen enemy lies in wait and threatens to destroy her career and her mind.

As crowds gather in Soho to mark the restaurant launch, a terrifying sequence of events brings these characters together and the last days of summer to a shocking end.

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closer. ‘You look beautiful.’ Paula smiles then gives a little shiver. ‘Well, I thought I would make an effort just for you,’ she giggles. ‘Although I should have put my jacket on, it’s getting quite cold now.’ Stella leans forward and kisses her on the mouth. Paula, as always, smells of orange blossom. It is a fragrance she concocted herself as a teenager and is now such a part of her that if one day she decided to wear another perfume something fundamental, something distinctly ‘Paula’ would

her hand. He had let her down; let his dad down. He opens his eyes and clenches his fists, the deep red ink of the George Cross tattoo turning pink as the skin stretches across his knuckles. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a newspaper cutting. A handsome blond man smiles out of the page. He sits in an art gallery surrounded by his collection of work: large oil paintings of women; of roses and sunsets; athletes and newspaper sellers; paintings that, according to the article, sell

her hand. He had let her down; let his dad down. He opens his eyes and clenches his fists, the deep red ink of the George Cross tattoo turning pink as the skin stretches across his knuckles. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a newspaper cutting. A handsome blond man smiles out of the page. He sits in an art gallery surrounded by his collection of work: large oil paintings of women; of roses and sunsets; athletes and newspaper sellers; paintings that, according to the article, sell

the search results. He is working on autopilot now; he could recite the information on the screen verbatim but still he has to check each day just in case some new piece of information comes up. It is not an obsession, he tells himself, it is reconnaissance, evidence gathering. This is what his father would have done before going into battle – find out as much about the enemy as possible, know their strengths, their weaknesses, their routines and habits. Know thy enemy. Mark clicks on Seb’s

finished it in the early hours of what would go on to be referred to as 7/7, that strange moonless night when he left Zoe standing in Soho Square and ran like a madman to his office on Shaftesbury Avenue to say goodbye to his dead lover. For months after her death, he had tried to paint her face but it would not come, it was like there was a great blockage standing between him and his memory. Every attempt he made looked wrong. That night as he stood in the office, he had felt a burning

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