What She Did by Alex Kane
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 366 Kb
What She Did : She’s your best friend. And your worst enemy…
Beth is a woman running from her demons. Moving to Glasgow to escape the tragedy that ended with the death of her ex-boyfriend, she’s trying to build a new life, to tentatively find new love. But her past is following her, and try as she might, she can’t shake the feeling that someone is watching her every move.
Victoria is unhappily married to Greg. On their wedding day he told her he would love her until they grew old, but now he’s becoming secretive, staying out for ‘business meetings’ and growing distant from his wife. After finding incriminating texts on his phone, Victoria contacts an old friend for support, the one person in her life that has never let her down yet.
Lydia knows she is the only one that can help Victoria. Jumping straight back into their friendship, despite the four-year absence from Victoria’s life, she vows to stop at nothing to help her get revenge. Good friends will do anything for each other, right?
But Lydia has made a new friend in Beth, and now, none of them are safe…
Three women. Three stories. One devastating secret.
An utterly gripping, dark psychological thriller with a twist that will make your jaw drop. Fans of B.A. Paris, The Wife Between Us and The Woman in the Window will be completely addicted.
“‘I’m a jack of all trades, did a bit of everything when I left school. Plumbing, painting and decorating.’
His arms rested on the back of sofa and every so often I felt his thumb brush against my bare shoulder. I tried not to wriggle under the excitement of being with someone new; I didn’t want him to think I was too keen. I remember thinking how the girls would gush over him if they met him and I felt a little smug about it.
‘And what do you do?’ he asked.
‘I work for a solicitor,’ I replied. ‘Just a receptionist at the moment, but I’m hoping to study and work my way up.’
‘Whoa, that’s impressive. So you’re clever as well as gorgeous?’
I’d blushed again and tried not to do that stupid girly laugh.
‘Let me guess, you live in one of those posh flats by the harbour in Newhaven?’ He smiled and I couldn’t help but drink him in.
‘I wish,’ I laughed. ‘Maybe one day when the money is rolling in when I’m a high-flying solicitor. Right now I’m in a little terraced house in Leith.’
‘Nice. I’m in a flat near the golf course.’
‘Ah, I’m not too far from there.’
He smiled at me and sipped his beer and as I watched his throat gulp, my stomach fluttered.
‘So, since we’re not that far apart, can I be a traditionalist and walk you home?’ Lawrence asked me.
‘I think you’ll find that’s just gentlemanly,’ I smiled and that’s when he leaned in to kiss me.”