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In prison, they call her the Sculptress for the strange figurines she carves— symbols of the day she hacked her mother and sister to pieces and reassembled them in a blood-drenched jigsaw. Sullen, menacing, grotesquely fat, Olive Martin is burned-out journalist Rosalind Leigh’s only hope of getting a new book published.
But as she interviews Olive in her cell, Roz finds flaws in the Sculptress’s confession. Is she really guilty as she insists? Drawn into Olive’s world of obsessive lies and love, nothing can stop Roz’s pursuit of the chilling, convoluted truth. Not the tidy suburbanites who would rather forget the murders, not an attack on her life— not even the thought of what might happen if the Sculptress went free…
Minette Walters’s ninth novel, Fox Evil, set in the seemingly bucolic English countryside, establishes a blistering new standard for contemporary suspense.
When elderly Ailsa Lockyer-Fox is found dead in her garden, dressed only in nightclothes and with bloodstains on the ground near her body, the finger of suspicion points at her wealthy husband, Colonel James Lockyer-Fox. A coroner’s investigation deems it death by natural causes, but the gossip surrounding James refuses to go away.
Friendless and alone, James and his reclusive behavior begins to alarm his attorney, whose concern deepens when he discovers that his client has become the victim of a relentless campaign accusing him of far worse than the death of his wife. James is unwilling to fight the allegations, choosing instead to devote his energies to a desperate search for the illegitimate granddaughter who may prove his savior as he battles for his name-and his life.
Few tears fall when rich, spiteful old Mathilda Gillespie’s bloody corpse is found her bathtub, her wrists slit and the ancient scold’s bridle clamped on her head. It seems Mathilda’s favorite heirloom was also an instrument of torture form the Middle Ages, an iron cage used to gag yapping women. Among the Dorset villagers, only Sarah Blakeney, Mathilda’s doctor for her final year, seems even mildly disturbed that the miserable nag has been muzzled forever.
But suicide starts to look like homicide, and Sarah’s sorrow seems a bit contrived when the bombshell drops that Mathilda has disinherited her daughter and granddaughter, leaving her entire fortune to Sarah. Now the object of vicious gossip and the police’s prime suspect in a brutal murder, Sarah must prove her innocence by delving into Mathilda’s past to unmask the real killer.
With this stunning debut—a marvelous marriage of classic convention and contemporary sophistication—Minette Walters sets a new standard of excellence for the mystery novel.
The three women living in seclusion at an elegant Hampshire country house have long been fodder for village gossip…even whispers of a witches’ coven. So when a faceless corpse of uncertain vintage is found in the Streech Grange ice house, Chief Inspector Walsh can’t wait to make a case of it.
Lady of the manor Phoebe Maybury, still haunted by Walsh’s relentless investigation of her husband’s strange disappearance ten years ago, is calm. She and her two housemates—sensitive, charming artist Diana Goode and pretty, earthy Anne Cattrell—seem as puzzled as the police. But do they have something to hide? …[more]
Acid Row. The name beleaguered inhabitants give their crime-riddled, decaying housing project. It’s a no-man’s land of single mothers and fatherless children, where angry, alienated youths control the streets.
Into this battleground comes Sophie Morrison, a young doctor visiting a patient there-and unaware that she is entering the home of a known pedophile. With reports circulating that a child has disappeared into this bedlam, the vigilantes are out in force. Sophie is trapped at the center of this terrifying siege, wth a man who can and will harm her…and the mob is out for blood.