“ Is this his best yet?...Full of sinister menace and propulsive pace with twisty plotting ”
“ This is a tense read, fill of characteristic Goddard twists ”
“ As always, Goddard can be relied upon to entertain ”
The Literary Review
“ A well-constructed page-turner of a thriller that’s very hard to put down ”
I feel safe here. That’s really what it comes down to. Oh, there’s the sea as well. I like the ocean in all its moods, from stormy to still: white, grey, turquoise, blue. I can watch the surf crashing on the rocks for hours. On windless mornings, I can hear the skylarks circling above me as I walk down to the beach, my legs brushing through the drifts of wild mustard and cow parsley on the narrow path. And then there are the sunsets, pink and scarlet and gold, out beyond Wolf Rock, over the tilt of the world. Nothing here is like where I came from originally. I don’t want to leave, like I did there, all the time. I want to stay. Maybe forever.