A missing child. A dead body. A killer on the loose.
Returning to Exeter CID after his son’s unsolved disappearance Detective Sergeant Peter Gayle’s first day back was supposed to be gentle. Until a young girl is reported missing and the clock begins to tick.
Rosie Whitlock has been abducted from outside her school that morning. There are no clues, but Peter isn’t letting another child disappear.
When the body of another young victim appears, the hunt escalates. Someone is abducting young girls and now they have a murderer on their hands. Time is running out for Rosie, but when evidence case relating to his own son’s disappearance is discovered the stakes are even higher…
Nowhere to Run
Jack Slater
JACK SLATER
Raised in a farming family in Northamptonshire, England, the author had a varied career before settling in biomedical science. He has worked in farming, forestry, factories and shops as well as spending five years as a service engineer.
Widowed by cancer at 33, he recently remarried in the Channel Islands, where he worked for several months through the summer of 2012.
He has been writing since childhood, in both fiction and non-fiction. Nowhere to Run is his first crime novel and the first in the series of the DS Peter Gayle mysteries.
It is often said that, although writing is a solitary pursuit, it cannot be done in isolation and this book, more than any other I have written, has proved this for me. There are several people who I must thank for their help and advice. Kathy Gale put me on the right path. The front-desk staff at Heavitree Road police station, Exeter and Banbury police station in Oxfordshire were incredibly helpful. Rick and Christine Ell added some much-needed inside knowledge. Fellow author and former police officer David Hodges selflessly answered several technical questions. Rhea Kurien and Victoria Oundjian of Harper Collins saw the potential in my rough manuscript. And last but most definitely not least, my wife, Prunella, whose contributions are too many to list – she says!
For Pru – my wife, my best friend, my partner in crime (fiction) and so much more.
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Lauren strained with aching fingers to get purchase on the knot, but all she managed to do was force it tighter around her already sore wrists.
She was breathing hard, heart fluttering in her chest as she struggled to escape. She closed