With a Foreword by Joanne Harris. June Cryer is a shopaholic suburban housewife trapped in a lousy marriage.
After discovering her husband's infidelity with the flight attendant next door, she loses her home, her husband and her credit rating.
But there's a solution: a friend needs a caretaker for a spectacular London high-rise apartment.
It's just for the weekend, and there'll be money to spend in a city with every temptation on offer. Seizing the opportunity to escape, June moves in only to find that there's no electricity and no phone.
She must flat-sit until the security system comes back on.
When a terrified girl breaks into the flat and June makes the mistake of asking the neighbours for help, she finds herself embroiled in an escalating nightmare, trying to prove that a murderer exists.
For the next 24 hours she must survive on the streets without friends or money and solve an impossible crime.
- Format: Paperback
- Publisher: Rebellion
- Publication Date: 01/08/2013
- Category: Crime & mystery
- ISBN: 9781781081242
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Review by jayne_charles
This novel had a fast moving and exciting plot, and the author has a good writing style. I should have liked it more than I did. I think that was mainly due to my failure to connect with the protagonist and narrator, June (say that name and immediately she's a pensioner. But apparently she's 29). I never knew who she was - it's hard enough for a male author to narrate as a woman and hats off to him for stepping up, but June came across less as a woman than as a man with low sef-esteem. And then there were the sudden changes of personality: one minute she is hesitant, liver of a sheltered life, not at all streetwise. Next minute she is resourceful, brave, knower of facts, user of long words, sprinting along roads at high speed in high heels (not apparently noticing that the heels got broken a couple of paragraphs earlier). In short, she is anything the plot requires at any given time. And it irked me that her husband was called Gordon - authorly shorthand to indicate the guy is a nerd, a loser, a generally laughable idiot. It always annoys me when writers use this cheapest of devices (I'll give you one guess what my husband's name is).What I liked very much was the humour, which bubbled along nicely and included some genuine laugh out loud moments. The one about throwing out a perfectly good housewife, and better still the one about Greggs' bakery and the iced genitals are worth looking out for. I'm not sure I'll be seeking out any of the author's other work though.