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Just because Detective Quinn is on holiday does not mean that the rest of Riddler's Edge gets to take a break. And it definitely doesn't mean that Aisling misses him. But even if she did miss him - ever so slightly, mind you - she has far more urgent things to worry about. Like the fact that every single person the detective asked to look after his lighthouse has met with an unfortunate accident. Or the fact that a mysterious casino has appeared overnight - and instead of winning money, the gamblers are winning wishes. These wishes are not all they seem, and as violence and chaos break out, it's becoming ever more likely that the detective's lighthouse is keeping a secret of its own...
There's been another unfortunate death in Riddler's Edge. And just like last time, this one definitely wasn't a murder. Or was it? When Heather Flynn is found hanging from the church bell, it seems clear that she killed herself. But Aisling Smith is convinced otherwise - and not just because it appears that Heather's death was a resurrection spell gone wrong. There are mysterious symbols painted below Heather's body - symbols emitting a green glow that only Aisling can see. It's Shanty Season in Riddler's Edge - and seeing as Heather was a member of the local choir, Aisling thinks it might be time to sing for her supper. Well, to sing for her story. But when another member of the choir is killed, the case gets stranger yet. Aisling and Detective Quinn find themselves involved in the gruesome game of Witchy See, Witchy Do - a game from which no player has ever emerged alive.
Aisling Smith is about to try out for a new job - a job writing for a paper she's never heard of. But seeing as she's currently writing classified ads and obituaries, it would be foolish not to give it a shot. Riddler's Edge might be a small town, but it's definitely not boring. Her train hasn't even pulled into the station, and already a woman has been murdered. According to the grumpy but gorgeous Detective Quinn, the passenger's death wasn't a murder at all. He insists that Bathsheba Brookes died of a nut allergy. Aisling doesn't believe it for a minute. She intends to discover the real story - a difficult challenge, considering the town's inhabitants seem to be keeping some very big secrets. Even if she gets to the bottom of Bathsheba's death, Aisling might not get to be the Daily Riddler's newest reporter. There's one final, mysterious test that she must pass - a test carried out by the newspaper's owner. And Aisling suspects he might be looking for more than just a journalist...
A startling and gripping novel, Suzy Suzy follows a teenage girl trying to understand the chaos of her family life.
Suzy lives in a dysfunctional household. She can't stand her mother; her father is keeping secrets; and her brother only seems to egg on their parents' erratic and unpredictable behaviour. Alongside her friends, Suzy finds herself drawn into the downward spiral of her parents' relationship, and as a result is drawn into the centre of a mystery surrounding a murder. Forced to make impossible choices, Suzy must navigate the increasingly disturbing antics of her family and the oddities of the mystery she finds herself involved in, while also trying to survive the horrors of secondary school. William Wall is an underrated Irish master with a powerful, distinctive writing style, and an uncanny ability to create astonishingly complex and well-realised female protagonists.
Praise for the author:
"A genuine literary talent, with a poet's gift for apposite, wry observation, dialogue and character" GUARDIAN
"[Wall] is a powerful writer ... The prose style is punchy and accessible" IRISH INDEPENDENT
"A terrific novel ... Stares directly at the dark side of contemporary Ireland without looking away, or even blinking" DAVID MEANS
