She Knew the Neighbours

Appleby Lane looks perfect on Rightmove. It isn't. Marla hears everything. Recovering from grief she can't quite remember the shape of, she spends her sleepless nights recording the street through her bedroom wall — the fights, the front doors, the school run. Then one night, on tape, she hears her own voice telling her neighbour to run. By morning, Priya and her family have vanished and the house is fresh-painted and empty. Nobody will admit anyone ever lived there. Not the ex-cop at number four. Not the twins who share one phone. Not the estate agent who seems to buy back every house the moment it's listed. To clear her name Marla has to solve the street. What she finds is worse than murder: Appleby Lane is a hiding place, and the woman hidden here isn't anyone Marla thinks she is. Utterly gripping, with a twist that hits like a car door in the dark.