Back of the book :
Someone is playing a deadly game…
When a young woman goes missing from Jesus College, Oxford, DS Josie Masters is plunged into a world of panic as fear grips the city. Along with Thames Valley Police’s newest recruit, the handsome DS Pryce, Josie must act fast – and when two more students disappear from Oriel and Somerville colleges, she realises the killer is sending her a deadly message in a cruel game of cat and mouse. This time, the case is personal – but who is the perpetrator?
In a desperate race against the clock, Josie hunts for the kidnapper, and soon discovers he could be a lot closer to home than she’d ever thought…
What I think :
DS Josie Masters is still trying to adjust after what happened last year. Her ex-boyfriend DI Ben Coombes was murdered in a horrific way. Her nephew William was kidnapped by the same person that killed Ben, Dylan Jones – who had been kidnapped himself some 15 years ago and turned into a monster by neglect, thankfully William was found unharmed. Josie has been seeing a psychologist, by order of her commanding officer, to try and get over what happened to Ben and William. She’s slowly but surely getting herself back together.
She’s back at work on light duty’s only, but is hoping for a big case so she can prove that she’s better now. Then a young girl goes missing from a Jesus college, she’s hoping that this is the case. But her superiors have other ideas and put someone else on it, which has got to be said, did upset Josie a bit. However, when two more girls go missing from other nearby colleges Josie realises that it has suddenly become personal, the killer is spelling out her name … Jesus, Oriel and Somerville. (All colleges)
Who could be doing this ?
why are doing this ?
It’s a race against time before another girl goes missing ….
This is the second book in the DI Josie Masters books and a follow on from ‘Hold My Hand’ the book in which we were first introduced to Josie. It was a nice surprise to be reconnecting with Josie and all the other characters from the first novel, such as DI Andy Carrick, Heidi Tan and not forgetting DC Jack Pryce. We are also introduced to a new character DI Dimitriou.
It has all the expected twists and turns and it keeps you guessing right up until the end and again as in the first novel we get to know a bit more about the characters and what makes them tick.
I really liked this second book and couldn’t put it down as I really needed to find out the outcome and just who was targeting poor Josie ! Again I thought that Josie seemed quite troubled and I did feel quite sorry for her.
I give this brilliant follow-on book 10/10
Published by Avon Books on 07/03/19
A big thank you as always, to the lovely Sabah Khan at Avon for the review copy of the book in return for a honest review.
Here for your reading pleasure is a extract from the book 🙂
Jo took the bypass out towards Wheatley. The issue with the money was a minor awkwardness, because otherwise, reconnection with her mum had been an unexpected joy. In her lucid moments, they talked about Dad and happier times. Madeleine Masters had no idea of the ordeal her family had undergone that year. It wasn’t even a conscious decision not to tell her, more a tacit understanding that the news would unlikely penetrate the thick fog of dementia anyway. There’d been some worry that Will himself might bring it up – after all, he was only six, and could hardly be expected to maintain the family subterfuge – but so far he hadn’t. Unsurprisingly, he wasn’t keen to relive any of that night. Even with his trauma therapist, he was apparently silent on the subject, preferring to focus discussions on his latest passion: astronauts.
Jo reached the home – Evergreen Lodge – and pulled in along the tree-lined drive. She normally brought flowers or chocolates, but she didn’t think her mum would care. Most the sweets went in a cupboard, to be dished out to staff anyway, and the flowers always wilted in the overheated atmosphere of the residents’ rooms. At the door, she was about to press the buzzer when her phone rang. It was St Aldates station.
‘What’s up?’ she answered.
‘You busy?’ said DI Andy Carrick.
Jo looked through the reinforced glass panel. Mrs Deekinswas sitting in her normal spot in the corridor, staring at the opposite wall. She could almost smell the place already. Overcooked food, disinfectant, sadness. Radiators cranked to max.
‘Head over to Oriel College,’ said Carrick.
‘What is it?’ asked Jo.
‘Missing person,’ said Carrick. ‘Signs of a struggle. A student called . . .’ he paused, and Jo guessed he was checking his notes, ‘Malin Sigurdsson.’