The Woodcutter: A Novel

The Woodcutter: A Novel

Reginald Hill

Language: English

Pages: 528

ISBN: 0062060740

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

"Thefertility of Hill's imagination, the range of his power, the sheer quality ofhis literary style never ceases to delight." —Val McDermid,author of Fever of the Bone

In a stand-alone psychological thrillerfrom acclaimed mystery master Reginald Hill, a mysterious ex-con returns to hisremote childhood home on a deadly hunt for revenge. Combining the chillingatmospheres of Thomas Harris’s The Silence of the Lambs, the narrativeingenuity of P.D. James’s The Private Patient, and the compellingcharacterizations of Hill’s own Dalziel and Pascoeseries, Hill delivers a frightful, fast-paced study of suspense at its mostsinister in The Woodcutter.

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her growing suspicion just how completely she’d been deceived by Hadda, perhaps even that wouldn’t be enough! She said, ‘You must surely have asked how Wolf was getting on?’ ‘Of course I did. JC would just smile and say, “Fine, fine. He’s doing well.”’ ‘And you were happy with that? What about records? They must have kept track of what their employees were up to.’ Doll grinned and said, ‘I can see you’re as nosey as I am, dear. That’s why we get on so well. Yes, I did take the odd peek in

was . . . she wasn’t certain what it was, but it was certainly something. But it was time to get serious. She said, ‘I nearly forgot. John Childs asked me to give you a message.’ ‘Jesus!’ That really did surprise him. Good! He needed to be surprised from time to time. He sat down heavily and looked at her from under lowering brows. ‘How the hell have you got involved with Childs?’ he asked. She told him, succinctly but not omitting any significant detail. He listened intently and when

reporters.’ ‘Yes, Luke Hollins told me about the muck-spreader. He seemed to find it rather poetic.’ ‘He’s a good lad,’ said Hadda, resuming his seat and picking up his mug. ‘Now, where were we?’ He was trying to sound the same as he did before, but something had changed. She said, ‘You were telling me how content you were to relax in your own cosy little house, far away from the world’s troubles, just waiting for the daffodils and swallows to return with the spring.’ ‘Was I? Sounds good to

second is, I may be no threat to their kids, but next time Jimmy Froth sends any of his hotheads from the Dog up here, they’ll find my axe will be a threat to them. End of lesson. A-fucking-men!’ 2 Davy McLucky had bought a Glasgow Herald to read on the train. Automatically he opened it at the classifieds to check his ad was there. Got a problem? GET McLUCKY! Confidential enquiries Security Debt Collection In fact he rarely did any debt collection, it required a level of hardness he didn’t

a quick self-analysis. A psychiatrist was as susceptible to mixed motives as anyone else, but needed to be a lot clearer about them! No, she decided. Yesterday afternoon the frost had thawed enough for the surface of the lonning to be tacky rather than polished. This morning, however, a bit of substantial ankle support was very much in order. An immobilizing sprain was the last thing she wanted. Could it be that Hadda had considered the possibility when he suggested she went out to the car? Now

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