Do you love reading exciting mystery novels, but wished there were more written by Christian authors? Or perhaps you’re on the hunt for a book that simultaneously keeps you hooked and gets you thinking? Then maybe we have just the book for you.
Set during the pandemic lockdown of 2020, Tangled Web follows three neighbours and a secret that could change each of their lives forever. This isn’t a secret that any of them would have chosen to share with the others, but circumstances have conspired to bring them together, so together they must make a decision. But can really they trust each other or is all not as it seems?
What starts as a compelling opportunity, quickly turns dark when a police detective gets involved and the seemingly blameless neighbours suspect approaching danger. Are those local deaths just a coincidence or has this secret irrevocably linked our protagonists with a group of unforgiving criminals.
There enough thrilling twists within this story that make it incredibly readable. But it also asks fundamental questions that provoke thoughts about right and wrong; the relevance – or irrelevance – of God; about the origins of personal conscience. Ultimately, the question you must ask yourself is, how far would you go if no one was looking? In fact, no matter what your world view is, there is no doubt that this story will get you thinking…
If that’s not caught your interest, then keep reading for a glimpse at the opening chapter of Tangled Web!
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Tuesday 28 April 2020
“Molly’s dead.”
Cath stared at Lisette. “Dead?”
Amanda shook her head. “She was well over eighty, after all.”
Lisette nodded. “Exactly. Just one of those things. Nothing suspicious about it, nothing to worry about.”
“Nothing to worry about?!” Cath looked wildly at her two neighbours. At Amanda, sitting hunched forward in her deckchair, swirling dregs of tea around in her mug and watching her small, fat dog, Faroe, who was looking longingly through the fence at the happy melee of Lisette and Cath’s two far larger canines. As for Lisette, while Cath preferred her brashness to Amanda’s feeble wavering, there was a recklessness about Lisette which was unsettling.
“In case you’ve forgotten, Molly’s money is in my garage!” Cath hissed fiercely. She glanced over her shoulder at her own back garden, a few metres from the field in which she stood. She did not want her husband, Bob, to overhear. His involvement was the last thing this situation needed. “You should just put it back!” But even as she said it, Cath wasn’t sure she believed it. Replace the money? When no one, apart from them, might know it was missing?
“I could take the briefcase–” began Lisette, and then stopped abruptly. She was looking past Amanda’s small bungalow to the two houses at the end of the row. Between Amanda’s house and the final two, you could glimpse the narrow road and any passing traffic.
“What is it?” Amanda sat up abruptly.
“Police!”
They didn’t stay. Despite Lisette’s reassurance that they weren’t doing any wrong – just three neighbours meeting for a socially distanced evening chat during lockdown – the sudden presence of the police was surprisingly disconcerting. They agreed to discuss the matter the following evening. Cath would look after the cash for another night.
Slowly, Cath lifted the latch on her back garden gate. She had more time to decide what to do. As long as Bob didn’t find the money.
