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'A dark, rich brew of malice and murder ... secrets are deep, motives masked.' THE BULLETINMean, bitter Mathilda Gillespie has been dead for days - wrists slashed, pills spilled, body cold in the bath. Her death shouts suicide, but would even Mathilda have been crazy enough to force over her own head a rusted metal cage grotesquely laced with nettles and daisies?This brilliant psychological thriller takes us on a compelling and unpredictable tour of the tensions between generations, and along a trail of grief made obscure by the mysterious loss of Mathilda's
Over the Christmas period we tend to get so tired that we find we like to go home at night to nothing more demanding than good cosy crime, and I personally took the opportunity to catch up on some early Minette Walters I’d never got round to reading. This one was absolutely super: a ripper from start to finish! If you enjoy those un-put-down-able, intricate, atmospheric British psychological thrillers, written in the easy flowing style that distinguishes the very best of the top English crime writers, and like me you haven’t had the pleasure, then you simply couldn’t do better than this one. It’s terrific: so terrific, that I immediately reached for another!