Aaaah. Belinda Bauer doing what she does best. Children disappearing. In Exmoor. Left behind is a note. A post-it note - "You don't love her."
The guilt, shame, fear and anger felt by those so "accused" hangs over Exmoor like mist. Detective Jonas Holly must find this elusive snatcher, before another child goes. But where?
I love the humour and wit dancing in every scene too. It lightens the mood and sparkles like the gold light edging the clouds.
I'm so glad I read this, and so sad I'm done with this trilogy. I loved every word.