Tell the Truth: Or they’ll tell it for you…
TELL THE TRUTHOr they’ll tell it for you…Rachel’s childhood is a mess of fragmented memories, and her adult life is no less chaotic.Her mother and daughter were her only concrete links to the past and now they are slipping through her fingers. Fuelled by the fear of losing them both, she delves into her mother’s past, fast becoming entangled in her own tragic history.With eerie friend requests filling Rachel’s phone and shocking flashbacks filling her mind, she is plagued by her mother’s past, and soon realises that her entire life might just be a lie.Will she ever discover the truth?From the bestselling author of HER LAST LIE comes a chilling new thriller you won’t want to miss! It will have you questioning your own relationships and doubting if everyone in your life is who they say they are.Perfect for fans of The Girl on the Train and He Said / She Said.Praise for Amanda Brittany:‘An exciting new voice – Brittany reels readers in with this twisty, clever thriller that will have you second-guessing everything…’ Phoebe Morgan, author of The Doll House‘Brilliant, pacey, and will leave you suspecting everyone is involved!’ Darren O’Sullivan, author of Our Little Secret‘I was drawn in right from the rather original prologue and did not see that twist coming!’ Diane Jeffrey, author of Those Who Lie‘A triumph!’ James H on Amazon‘With all the right ingredients to keep you on the edge of your seat.’ Bookworm on Amazon‘Brittany got my attention from the get go’ Rosemary Smith on Netgalley‘Gripping and twisty, another book added to my best reads of this year list.’ Julia Beales on NetGalley‘If you like thrillers, read this and you will not be disappointed. If you’re not a thriller reader, try it anyway!’ A Reader on Amazon‘I loved this fast-paced, atmospheric, scary book.’ DeeLovesBooks on Amazon‘I can’t wait to read more from this talented new novelist.’ PSMode on Amazon
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AMANDA BRITTANY lives in Hertfordshire with her husband and two dogs. When she’s not writing, she loves spending time with family, travelling, walking, reading & sunny days. Her debut novel Her Last Lie reached the Kindle top 100 in the US and Australia and was a #1 Bestseller in the UK. All her eBook royalties for Her Last Lie are being donated to Cancer Research UK, in memory of her sister who lost her battle with cancer in July 2017. It has so far raised almost £7,000.
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‘An exciting new voice – Brittany reels readers in with this twisty, clever thriller that will have you second-guessing everything …’
Phoebe Morgan, author of The Doll House
‘Brilliant, pacey, and will leave you suspecting everyone is involved!’
Darren O’Sullivan, author of Our Little Secret
‘I was drawn in right from the rather original prologue and did not see that twist coming!’
Diane Jeffrey, author of Those Who Lie’
Her Last Lie
Tell The Truth
AMANDA BRITTANY
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E-book Edition © December 2018 ISBN: 9780008305390
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Table of Contents
With loving thanks to my mum, for always believing in me.
And to my dad for proudly reading everything I wrote –
I wish you were here to read Tell the Truth.
Born or made? In my genes, or was it what happened to me as a child? Maybe I was dropped on my head at birth.
I laugh inside. They tried to find out once: the shrinks. They talked to me for hours, those who thought they knew. They couldn’t see I would kill again.
I never meant to kill the first time – extinguish a life. Yes, the anger bubbled even then, but it wasn’t meant to end in death.
The second kill was different. I sent David and Janet Green up in smoke like a Guy Fawkes effigy. They deserved to die. To scream as flames licked their bodies, and thick, black smoke invaded their lungs.
It was the same with Ronan, and again with Flora.
They all deserved to die.
Now there are more lives to take. But this time I’m going to make a game of it – have some fun. And when the game is over, I will drop off the edge of the world, into oblivion, my job here done.
December 2017
The soft sofa felt as though it might swallow me. Suffocate me in its bright yellow fabric. I wasn’t keen on yellow, unless worn by a daffodil or buttercup. It tended to reflect off my normally healthy-looking skin, giving me an unflattering jaundiced complexion that clashed with my blood-red hair.
It was hot in the TV studio, but it was too late to remove my hoodie. The clock said almost eleven, and Emmy – the nation’s favourite morning presenter – had flicked me the nod. She was about to introduce me.
But I was crumbling, anxiety flooding through my veins. I had an excuse. Lawrence had left me.
A cameraman slid his heavy camera across the studio floor towards me. It seemed threatening somehow – a metal monster. I rolled my tongue over my dry lips, my throat closing up. Was I going to cope? I reached for the glass of sparkling water beside me, and gulped it back. I was about to talk about childhood memories to millions of people sitting in front of their TV sets at home. How was I going to do that, when I couldn’t shake Lawrence’s departure last night from my head?
