Lies at Her Door by A. A. Abbott
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Lies at her door is psychological book is 196 pages long. This is a great psychologocal book and kept me gripped to the end and i read it in one day. I thought i know who done it but i was completely wrong. I liked the character Lucy and i did feel for her in placed . The story set in Bristol. The writing is amazing and will definitely read more in the future 5 stars.
Lies at Her Door
She forgot about her childhood friend… until his body is found under her garden. Can she prove
she didn’t commit the decades-old murder?
Lucy Freeman struggles to find satisfaction in life. Trapped in the shadow of her rock star brother, the
thirty-two-year-old craves more than her days at home caring for her terminally ill mother. But her
routine takes a turn for the horrifying when a giant sinkhole collapses the earth outside their house
and reveals a skeleton.
Shocked to discover the bones belong to a former member of her sibling’s band, Lucy’s worst
nightmare comes alive when police suspect her of the killing. And as she turns to her dying parent’s
diaries in a desperate search for vindication, she’s entangled in a dark and complicated truth.
Will unearthing long-buried wrongs prove lethal?
Lies at Her Door is a heavy-hitting psychological thriller novel. If you like strong character growth,
overcoming dysfunctional relationships, and revealing unexpected secrets, then you’ll love AA
Abbott’s chilling whodunnit.
Author Bio – British crime thriller writer A.A. Abbott (also known as Helen Blenkinsop) enjoys
escaping with an exciting and emotional read, and that’s what she aims to write. She also sets her
fiction in the cities where she’s lived and worked: London, Bristol and Birmingham. Currently based
in Bristol, she’s set her latest psychological thriller in the city’s swanky Clifton district. Inspiration for
the story came when a sinkhole appeared in Clifton on Christmas Day 2020, revealing a collapsed
cellar under a park. In real life, no-one was singing carols there at the time and no skeleton was
discovered, but writers often stretch the boundaries of truth!
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