Looking Down
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"Richard Beaumont hoped to see the rarest species of crow on the white cliffs of Dover. Instead, he saw a young woman jump to her death - an angel leaping from the skies and merging with the landscape. SO that is the scene he painted. He would have painted the crow - an omen of hope. What he painted was an omen of something else entirely.
But who was the women? Nobody recognises her; no one has reported her missing.
At home in London, Richard's neighbor, Sarah Fortune, who had once been his lover, is inexorably involved in the mystery that extends back to the coast: to the strange Edwin, keeper of the coastline, and to Medical Examiner John Armstrong, a man who becomes part of Richard's life and - intimately - Sarah's.
The dead girl, too, becomes a part of their lives. For in top of their block of flats, in the penthouse eyrie, lies the glue that binds these people together; the clue to the mystery of the missing girl - and to a trade that is both breathtakingly lucrative and chilling cruel."
But who was the women? Nobody recognises her; no one has reported her missing.
At home in London, Richard's neighbor, Sarah Fortune, who had once been his lover, is inexorably involved in the mystery that extends back to the coast: to the strange Edwin, keeper of the coastline, and to Medical Examiner John Armstrong, a man who becomes part of Richard's life and - intimately - Sarah's.
The dead girl, too, becomes a part of their lives. For in top of their block of flats, in the penthouse eyrie, lies the glue that binds these people together; the clue to the mystery of the missing girl - and to a trade that is both breathtakingly lucrative and chilling cruel."
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