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Stephen Edger has been writing crime thrillers since 2010. An avid reader, Stephen writes what he likes to read: fast-paced crime thrillers with more than a nod to the darker side of the human psyche. In all, he has published over a dozen novels four trilogies, and the rest standalone psychological thrillers.
The one common location to each of the novels is the city of Southampton, where Stephen has lived since attending the university there. This local knowledge gives each of the stories a unique and edgy realism that few can match.
Stephen was born in the north-east of England, but grew up in London, meaning he is both a northerner and a southerner. By day he works in the financial industry using his insider knowledge to help shape the plots of his books. He also has a law degree, which gives him a good understanding of the inner workings of the UK justice system.
Stephen is married, and has two children and two Westie dogs. He is passionate about reading and writing, and cites Simon Kernick and Tony Parsons as major influences on his writing style.
Website: www.stephenedger.com
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Twitter: @StephenEdger
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The DI Kate Matthews Series
Dead to Me
Dying Day
Cold Heart
The PI Johnson Carmichael Series
Trespass
Fragments
Downfall
Standalones
Snatched
Blackout
Then He Was Gone
Little Girl Gone
Thank you to my editor Kathryn Cheshire for pushing me to make Till Death Do Us Part as strong as it can be, and for getting the cover spot on. Also thanks to Janette Currie for her swift responses to copyedits, and for picking up those moments where a stray character name appeared. This book is so much better because of your input and questions.
Thank you to the wonderful Carol E. Wyer who took time out of her own busy writing schedule to read an early draft of the book, and for providing such positive feedback.
Thank you to all those who requested, read and reviewed an ARC of the book ahead of publication day. I dont think I understood what a difference reviews of books made until I started writing (they really are so important!)
Special mention as always to my friend Parashar Ramanuj who is always on the end of the phone when I have any weird medical / psychology questions that Google wont answer.
Of course I have to acknowledge my wife and soul-mate Hannah who has the patience of a saint when I drone on about the latest exciting twist Ive devised, and she smiles even though she has no idea what Im on about. I used our own wedding ceremony to help shape the day that Alice and Ben experience (thankfully I wasnt arrested).
Final mention goes to the fabulous followers of my Facebook and Twitter accounts. Your comments, posts, and messages of support make such a difference, particularly when Im feeling low of confidence about my writing. Please dont stop messaging me, as it always brightens the day.
Will she ever see her daughter again?
Its every parents worst nightmare. Alex Granger only turned her back for a moment but a moment was all it took for her world to be destroyed. Her two-year-old daughter Carol-Anne has vanished into thin air.
Alexs husband Ray is a detective, so hes used to dealing with horrific cases. But nothing could have prepared him for this. Forbidden from aiding the inquiry, he is forced to confront the fact that he might never see his daughter again.
With no suspects, no DNA evidence and no promising leads, the investigation stalls. Then Alex receives a note, telling her exactly what to do if she wants to see her daughter again And Alex must ask herself, is she really prepared to do anything to save her child?
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The bubbles in the flute of Prosecco tickled Alice Tandys nose as she tried to sip from it without spoiling her make-up.
Relax, her best friend, Tara, said. Hell be here.
Alice tried to force a smile, but the frown gave away her true feelings. This day had been two years in the making, but in truth shed been imagining it since her seventh birthday when shed received Bridal Barbie, and had known that one day it would be her turn to wear the big white dress and celebrate with her closest friends and family.
Tara raised the bottle, offering to top up Alices glass, but the bride pressed a hand over the top. Thanks, but I want to keep a clear head.
Tara shrugged, before filling her own glass. Well, I dont. As your chief bridesmaid, I expect to get trollied, dance until closing, and then end up in the sack with some guy I have no possible future with. Remind me, which of Bens friends are single?
There will be loads of single men coming tonight, Alice confirmed.
Oh no, tell me you havent invited Andrew from work?
Whats wrong with Andrew? Alice teased. I think you two would make a lovely couple.
Tara wasnt biting. Apart from the fact hes old enough to be my dad, and has no fashion sense, hes in love with you, not me.
Alice shook her head. No he isnt, and dont worry, Andrew wasnt invited. Just pick one of Bens friends you fancy and make a move on him.
Tara nearly spat out her Prosecco. Thats easy for you to say, when you look like this. Im sure if I had platinum blonde hair, a rack you could eat dinner off, and a figure that wouldnt look amiss on a Parisian catwalk, I wouldnt have an issue scoring. Even though I like this dress, I look frumpy, and the concealer on my face is barely covering my latest outbreak of acne. Its just not fair! Im twenty-six now, and I still suffer with a teenagers worst nightmare!
You are beautiful, Tara, and some day some lucky guy is going to come along and sweep you off your feet. You just wait and see!
Tara looked down at the light blue satin dress shed had to have altered on no fewer than three occasions since theyd first chosen it. I reckon Ive got better odds of winning the lottery.
Alice smiled at her friends lame efforts to distract her from the fact theyd been sitting in the Rolls Royce outside the church for ten minutes and Ben had still yet to arrive. It was almost ironic that he ran a logistics company and was late for his own wedding.
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