Jericho Point
Sex, drugs, rock’n’roll. And murder.
It’s only rock’n’roll, I hear. What a lie.
We know – any of us who has held a lover skin against skin while a song aches from the car radio. Anyone who has shed rage or sorrow to a thundering backbeat. Anyone who holds a guitar and strikes a chord and hears the shout rise from the crowd. We know. It’s glory, it’s riches, it’s a craving. It’s immortality. And as I drove through a winter storm, with rain drumming on the windshield and dark rhythms pounding in my ears, I was about to discover another truth. That night, it was also death.
Evan Delaney is dead, washed up on the beach. Except that Evan is very much alive, and furious that her identity has been stolen. Soon she is being harassed by drug runners, suspected of murder, and stalked by a deranged duo. And to save herself, she must escape a deadly web of deceit that threatens to destroy not just her, but the man she loves.
“Fast paced, immediate and imaginative… a relentless, claustrophobic examination of mistaken identity and the terror of being accused of a crime for which you are not responsible.” Sherlock
“Meg Gardiner dishes out the gripping plot in tense helpings… definitely a book for the holiday suitcase.” Glasgow Evening Times
