Boland’s latest got hurtled to the top of the pile after landing on my Kindle and subsequently kept me up half the night. I’m not sure what compels readers to choose a narrative surrounding every parent’s worst nightmare - the disappearance of a child. I know why I chose it. The writer’s name on the cover.

Bea is an ordinary seven year old out for an evening with her best friend at the local fairground and under the supervision of her gran, Jill.
Jill is an ordinary gran doing what grans do best, picking up the reins to help their child, in this case her son, Ollie. Maybe a bit dippy and with a bumpy relationship with Claire, Ollie’s second wife. But preferring the first wife is no crime or, at least, it shouldn’t be.
Claire isn’t a woman to warm to but then, as Bea’s mother, we don’t really see her in the best light.
Laurel, the ex wife, is everything uptight Claire isn’t.
A confident thriller crafted by one of the writing industry’s experts. The story flows seamlessly between the various main characters. The end is satisfying, the final twist a little yank of the tiger’s tale - the last word might not be the end...