Behind The Pretty Pink Door by M J Hardy

Behind The Pretty Pink Door

Behind The Pretty Pink Door by M J Hardy
English | 2020| Mystery/Thriller| ePUB | 3.2 MB

The Girl on Gander Green Lane is my first ever Thriller and I am overwhelmed how well it has done. It has reached the top 100 in the UK and the top 300 in the US. Thank you to everyone who made this possible.

What’s going on behind the pretty pink door?
Can something so pretty hide a dreadful truth?
Esme and Lucas thought they had moved up in the world.
They bought an impressive new house on a desirable development but do they fit in?
Nancy and Adrian moved to escape a secret they appear to have packed and brought with them.What will the neighbours think if they discover what it is?
Jasmine and Liam appear to have it all. Their neighbours want what they have but did they go a step too far to achieve it?
Then there’s Keith and Sandra Wickham who everyone wishes hadn’t moved there at all.
They all have one thing in common and it’s not the street they moved into.
It’s their fascination for what goes on behind the pretty pink door.
Who lives there and what secrets does it hide?
Secrets have a habit of coming out and none of theirs are safe.
What happens when the pretty pink door opens and lets them all inside?
Sometimes it’s easier to turn a blind eye than to face the consequences but true evil is found in the ones who look away and do nothing.

The door slams and I feel my nerves fraying by the second as I see Pixie scurrying down the driveway towards the house opposite.

Quickly, I check for cars before racing down the stairs two steps at a time and flinging open the door.

“Pixie, come here, girl.”

I may as well be talking to myself because she’s gone. In the brief few moments that it took to make the transition from upstairs window to path in front of the door, she’s disappeared and I look at my husband crossly as he unloads yet another cardboard box from the rental van.

“Did you forget to pack your common sense?”

“What?” He looks annoyed and I take a deep breath. “Pixie, the cat, remember?”

“What about her?”

“Honestly Lucas, we spoke about this. We agreed she was to be kept inside for at least a week to get used to her new home and now you’ve ruined what was supposed to be a textbook operation.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Settling Pixie into her new home, remember. The vet and the internet agree that cats should be kept indoors because it’s likely she’ll be confused and try to find our old home. She will be disorientated, upset and worried and unable to find her way back to us. You’ll have to stop what you’re doing and help me find her.”

“Stop what I’m doing, are you crazy? This van is only ours for one more hour before I have to return it, unless you want to pay the penalty.”

“Weigh it up, darling, and think about the penalty you will pay if my baby goes missing and never returns. The penalty you will pay will be far more costly than a late fee for returning a van that was never big enough in the first place. Honestly, I wonder why I married you sometimes.”

“Good afternoon.”

Looking up, I see a woman standing at the end of our driveway, smiling at us with a hint of amusement in her eyes. Feeling as if I’ve been caught fighting in the playground by the teacher, I say quickly, “Oh, hi.”

She nods to Lucas, who smiles politely and then puts the box down and heads her way. I join him and the woman holds out her hand.

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