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The eagerly anticipated new Rizzoli & Isles thriller from No. 1 bestselling author Tess Gerritsen.

I have a secret.
And someone wants to make sure I never tell . . .

In a house decorated with horror movie posters, a young woman’s body is found. She lies on her bed, two bloodied objects clutched in her palm. Detective Jane Rizzoli and Forensic Pathologist Maura Isles are called to the murder scene, but even faced with this gruesome sight they are unable to identify the immediate cause of death.

Their investigation leads them to a high-profile murder case that was seemingly solved years before. But when another body is found in horrific circumstances, the link between the two bodies is clear. Was the wrong person sent to prison? Is the real killer out there right now, picking off new targets?

One woman knows the killer is coming for her next. She’s the only one who can help Rizzoli and Isles catch him.

But she has a secret that she has to keep . . .

Reviews

Tess Gerritsen's clever plotting and medical knowledge give her thrillers that extra edge. Expect a white-knuckle ride to very dark places.

Paula Hawkins, bestselling author of THE GIRL ON THE TRAIN

A fast-paced, dark, edgy mystery/thriller filled with unremitting suspense.

Huffington Post

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Formats & editions

  • Trade Paperback

    9780593072462

    August 14, 2017

    Bantam Press

    336 pages

    RRP $37.00

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  • Hardback

    9780593072455

    August 15, 2017

    Bantam Press

    336 pages

    RRP $50.00

    Online retailers

    • Fishpond
    • Mighty Ape
    • Paper Plus
    • The Warehouse
    • Whitcoulls
    • The Nile
    Or

    Find your local bookstore at www.booksellers.co.nz/directory

Extract

When I was seven years old, I learned how important it is to cry at funerals. On that particular summer day, the man lying in the coffin was my great uncle Orson, who was most memorable for his foul-­smelling cigars and his stinky breath and his unabashed farting. While he was alive, he pretty much ig­nored me, the way I’d ignored him, so I was not in the least bit grief-­stricken by his death. I did not see why I should have to attend his funeral, but that is not a choice seven-­year-­olds are al­lowed to make. And so that day I found myself squirming on a church pew, bored and sweating in a black dress, wondering why I couldn’t have stayed home with Daddy, who had flat-­out re­fused to come. Daddy said he’d be a hypocrite if he pretended to grieve for a man he despised. I didn’t know what that word, hyp­ocrite, meant, but I knew I didn’t want to be one either. Yet there I was, wedged between my mother and Aunt Sylvia, forced to listen to an endless parade of people offering insipid praise for the unremarkable Uncle Orson. A proudly independent man! He was passionate about his hobbies! How he loved his stamp col­lection!

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Also by Tess Gerritsen

Playing with Fire
Die Again
Harvest
Last to Die
John Doe (A Rizzoli and Isles short story)
The Silent Girl
The Killing Place
Body Double
Vanish
The Sinner
The Surgeon
Girl Missing
Keeping the Dead
The Bone Garden
The Mephisto Club
Life Support
The Apprentice

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The Snowman
Make Me
The Girl on the Train
The Store
The Curious Incident of the Dog In the Night-time
Don't Let Go
After the Fire
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The Child
A Stranger in the House
Inferno
The Girl Who Was Taken
The Murder of Allison Baden-Clay
Never Never
Final Girls
I Am Pilgrim
The Word Is Murder
Earthly Remains
Cop Town
Ultimatum