I read this Autumn 2015, I like Peter James novels and found this recently.
the first paragraph goes as follows:
'The front door of the once-proud terraced house opened, and a long-legged young woman, in a short silk dress that seemed to both cling and float at the same time, stepped out into the fine June sunshine on the last morning of her life.'
I wish I could write like that - says all we need to know to entice us in.
A tale of torture and murders and snuff videos. Quite gruesome in places.
10/10
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