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  • Published: 6 May 2025
  • ISBN: 9780857505880
  • Imprint: Bantam
  • Format: Trade Paperback
  • Pages: 400
  • RRP: $38.00

It Should Have Been You

Extract

PROLOGUE

I have to kill my sister.

I can’t. I can’t do this.

I glance across the kitchen.

I have to. I have no choice.

My face is wet, my throat is bone dry. There’s a buzzing inside my head, the sound of abject terror.

‘Do it,’ my sister says in a croaky whisper, as if it’s that simple, as if killing her is something I can do.

She’s my family, my blood, one of the three people I love most in the world.

Tears slide down her face. Greta never cries. She’s the strong one, the practical one. And now I have to do something unforgiveable.

From outside comes the sound of fireworks. The Oakpark summer party. Our neighbours eating and drinking on the green, oblivious to what’s happening in my kitchen.

‘I love you so much.’ My voice is hoarse, my limbs are loose. ‘I’m so sorry.’

The sky lights up with fireworks as she rolls up her sleeve.

My throat contracts with grief.

I lean towards her, Death come to take her. A sob lurches through me.

The syringe feels like nothing. It should feel cold or hot or heavy, something to signify the power it holds, but it doesn’t. It’s light and nothingy. I glance around the kitchen one more time. How is this happening? Everything looks just as it always does. The scratched wooden table of our childhood, the bluepainted cupboards, the knotty hardwood floors.

My hand shakes as I inch the tip of the needle towards my sister’s vein. She closes her eyes.

‘I’m sorry,’ I say again, and push the syringe, flooding her blood with poison.

To my horror, it’s instantaneous. As the dusky sky lights pink and gold to the pop of fireworks, Greta slips sideways and slides off the chair. Her prone figure on my kitchen floor. In seconds, it’s over.

Ten days is all it took for my world to implode. Ten days, four deaths, one teen in hospital, one in police custody, my family destroyed.

And all because of a text.


It Should Have Been You Andrea Mara

They came for you. But they got the wrong house... A gripping, unputdownable thriller from the No. 1 bestselling author of NO ONE SAW A THING. Andrea Mara turns ordinary fears into extraordinary thrillers, and this is her best book yet.

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