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All she wanted to do was take her son's forgotten sports kit to school. So why does Nicki Clements drive past the home of controversial newspaper columnist Damon Blundy eight times in one day? Blundy has been murdered, and the words 'HE IS NO LESS DEAD' daubed on his wall - in red paint, not blood. And, though Blundy was killed with a knife, he was not stabbed. Why? Nicki, called in for questioning, doesn't have any of the answers police are looking for. Nor can she tell them the truth, because although she is not guilty of murder, she is far from innocent. And the words on the wall are disturbingly familiar to her, if only she could remember where she has heard them before . . .
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Fatale fout, Sophie Hannah
- Taal
- Jaar van publicatie
- 2018
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- Titel
- Fatale fout
- Taal
- Nederlands
- Auteurs
- Sophie Hannah
- Uitgever
- De Fontein
- Jaar van publicatie
- 2018
- Formaat
- Paperback
- Aantal pagina's
- 412
- ISBN10
- 9026145152
- ISBN13
- 9789026145155
- Reeks
- Spilling CID
- Tags
- Fictie, Detectives & Thriller, Thrillers, Spanning, Moorden, Klassieke detectives, Psychologische thrillers, Engelse literatuur, Ontrouw, Sociale Media, Datingwebsites
- Eerste editie
- 2014
- Oorspronkelijke titel
- The Telling Error
- Beoordeling
- 3,05 van 5
- Aantekening
- All she wanted to do was take her son's forgotten sports kit to school. So why does Nicki Clements drive past the home of controversial newspaper columnist Damon Blundy eight times in one day? Blundy has been murdered, and the words 'HE IS NO LESS DEAD' daubed on his wall - in red paint, not blood. And, though Blundy was killed with a knife, he was not stabbed. Why? Nicki, called in for questioning, doesn't have any of the answers police are looking for. Nor can she tell them the truth, because although she is not guilty of murder, she is far from innocent. And the words on the wall are disturbingly familiar to her, if only she could remember where she has heard them before . . .


