He’s been looking in the windows again. Messing with cameras. Leaving notes.
Supposed to be a refuge. But death got inside.
When Katie Straw’s body is pulled from the waters of the local suicide spot, the police decide it’s an open-and-shut case. A standard-issue female suicide.
But the residents of Widringham women’s refuge where Katie worked don’t agree. They say it’s murder.
Will you listen to them?
An addictive literary page-turner about a crime as shocking as it is commonplace, Keeper will leave you reeling long after the final page is turned.
This was a novel that once started defies all attempts to put it down, apart from when needs must. Every spare moment today I’ve immersed myself back into it, I’ve yelled at it and quietly contemplated it in equal measure.
Jessica Moor is an insightful and realistic writer with an gently urgent sense to her prose, there is an absolutely compelling world weariness to the narrative that grips you immediately. This, after all, is not a story that has never been told, but a story that needs telling over and over again with just about every nuance you can muster and here they are…
From the lead detective whose old school, not unkind but unknowing attitudes are not always helpful, to the women living in the refuge who all have their own stories, to the flashbacks of Katie’s prior life, to the final genuinely stunning and heart wrenching conclusion, this author uses truth as her weapon and forces you to look at it in vivid reality. It is melancholy and rage inducing and ultimately horrifically sad.
Keeper has the benefit of not only being a literary character drama but also and equally an edgy, addictive thriller. I thought it was pure brilliance.