Death Duty

'I didn't know what he hit me with. Something hard, that's all, something hard against the back of my head and then lights out, I hit the floor.'

When she's attacked and knocked unconscious, Nottingham social worker Jo Elliott assumes she was merely unlucky; in the wrong place at the wrong time; random victim of an opportune mugging. But gradually the doubts set in. A half-glimpsed face watching her in the supermarket; an attempted break-in at night. As the days pass, Jo begins to suspect she was deliberately targeted. Although she caught only the briefest glimpse, she can't help feeling she's seen her attacker somewhere before. And he said something before he hit her; she just can't quite remember what it was.

As she begins to piece the clues together, Jo becomes more and more convinced that what appeared to be a random attack might have some connection with a case she was involved in eight years earlier. A case involving a problem family called the Metcalfes. A case that went, horribly, terribly wrong...

'Clare Littleford goes straight for the jugular...' Nottingham Evening Post

'Unsettling and memorable... one of the most subtly disturbing novels I've read in a long time.' Stephen Booth

'A brilliant new author.' Graham Joyce

Read Chapter One of Death Duty
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