No. 23 has a secret. In this bedsit-riddled south London wreck, lorded over by a lecherous landlord,something waits to be discovered. Yet all six residents have something to hide.
Collette and Cher are on the run; Thomas is a reluctant loner; while a gorgeous Iranian asylum seeker and a ‘quiet man’ nobody sees try to stay hidden. And watching over them all is Vesta – or so she thinks.
In the dead of night, a terrible accident pushes the neighbours into an uneasy alliance. But one of them is a killer, expertly hiding their pastime, all the while closing in on their next victim…
The second Alex Marwood novel that I have read in as many weeks and I was not disappointed.
Alex Marwood has the talent to be able to write murderous crime fiction without regurgitating any thing she has written before. Her story-telling is quite unique.
The Killer Next Door is a scary, gory and ‘entertaining’ thriller that kept me gripped. It also left me with a smile on my face. I loved the ending.
The characters, all who have a reason for keeping quiet and anonymous, make this dark and sometimes comedic tale an absolute joy to read. The revulsion of what happens behind the doors of number 23 is what real horror stories are made of.
It is a clever plot, and the friendship that builds up with this bunch of dysfunctional people is a wonder. Their closeness and camaraderie is expertly detailed.
For me this is a recommended read, I will be a dedicated fan of Marwood for as long as she writes. Her excellent head for the sinister is simply just fabulous.