My name is Becky. I arrived home to find my husband, Chris, stabbed to death and a gang of men ransacking our house.
Turns out that Chris has something that belongs to them. And if I want to stay alive, I have to find it and return it. They have given me seven days. And a beating.
There is nowhere to hide and no time left to look. So I will stand my ground as the deadline approaches. All I have is a head full of lies and a very bad plan.
This is my story.
Wow, just absolutely wow.
If you want a commute to work read, don’t pick up this book, because you are guaranteed to miss your stop. To say I was gripped by the story and couldn’t put this book down seems a bit of an understatement in the case of The End Of Lies. It was like a feast for the eyes, and they just didn’t want to stop eating.
From Chapter One you are thrown straight into the midst of the story as Becky comes home to find her husband dead on their lounge floor, from there on in the story alternates between what happens to Becky afterwards, and the time leading up to what has happened now.
It’s an amazing read, with an easy style, and some classic moments that will have you smirking in recognition, like the interaction between the long together husband and wife, one of knowing someone so well that conversation flows easily, it makes you feel like you are in the casual company of two people you have known for a long time, not just a couple whose life you are just beginning to uncover, even though that’s exactly what is happening.
Grab yourself a copy now, it’s one decision you won’t regret making this holiday season.