Friend of the Devil
โ Scribed by Peter Robinson
- Year
- 2011
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 232 KB
- Category
- Fiction
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
On a cliff edge overlooking the North Sea, a quadriplegic woman in a
wheelchair stares unseeingly at the waves. She had been murdered. And,
miles away, in a storeroom in the Maze, a medieval warren of yards and
alleys at the heart of Eastvale, Yorkshire, a young woman lies sprawled
on a heap of leather scraps. She too has been murdered. Their bodies are
discovered at about the same time that DI Annie Cabbot, on secondment
to the Eastern Area force, wakes with a severe hangover in the bed of a
young man she barely recognizes. From these three strands, Peter
Robinson weaves his latest complex and compelling story.
While
DCI Alan Banks tries to figure out how anyone was able to murder Hayley
Daniels, when the closed-circuit cameras trained on the entrances to the
Maze show that no one preceded or followed her into its shadows, Cabbot
learns two things that make her blood run cold: the real intentions of
her one-night stand and the true identity of the quadriplegic woman. A
ghost from the past is back to haunt both her and Banks.
Peter
Robinson's Inspector Banks novels are among the best detective fiction
in the world, and their multi-layered stories continue to surprise,
engross, thrill, and delight readers. Friend of the Devil
is a superb showcase of how deftly he balances horror with humour,
police procedures with the nuances of all-too-human emotions, and
endings with the promise of new starts. Once again, Robinson transcends
the usual limits of the genre in this dazzling novel about the obsessive
power of vengeance.
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On a cliff edge overlooking the North Sea, a quadriplegic woman in a wheelchair stares unseeingly at the waves. She had been murdered. And, miles away, in a storeroom in the Maze, a medieval warren of yards and alleys at the heart of Eastvale, Yorkshire, a young woman lies sprawled on a heap of leat
On a cliff edge overlooking the North Sea, a quadriplegic woman in a wheelchair stares unseeingly at the waves. She had been murdered. And, miles away, in a storeroom in the Maze, a medieval warren of yards and alleys at the heart of Eastvale, Yorkshire, a young woman lies sprawled on a heap of leat