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Day of the Accident

Nuala Ellwood
Chapters (71)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. Dedication
  4. What readers are saying about
  5. Epigraph
  6. Prologue
  7. Part One
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  40. Part Two
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  60. Part Three
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  68. Epilogue
  69. Acknowledgements
  70. THE NEXT THRILLER BY NUALA ELLWOOD
  71. THE BEGINNING

Cover

Day of the Accident
Penguin Books

About the Author

Nuala Ellwood was chosen as one of the Observer’s ‘New Faces of Fiction 2017’ for her first thriller, the bestselling My Sister’s Bones. Nuala teaches Creative Writing at York St John University, and lives in the city with her young son.

Dedication

For Nerina

What readers are saying about

Day of the Accident

‘Hang on to your seats’

Sue, Netgalley

‘Intriguing and compelling … it kept me awake for hours’

Christina, Netgalley

‘A brilliant read. Highly recommended’

Joanna, Netgalley

‘Clever. Original. Inventive. Exhilarating. 5/5’

Natalie, Netgalley

‘I really didn’t see the ending coming’

Matthew, Netgalley

‘Oh, this is a fabulous book!’

Valerie, Netgalley

‘Wow, what an incredibly well-written book. I loved it’

Melita, Netgalley

‘WOW and WOW again. This is definitely going to be one of my favourite reads of this year’

Nicki, Netgalley

‘A brilliantly fascinating, multi-layered mystery that kept me hooked and guessing’

Jennifer, Netgalley

‘Highly recommended’

Pauline, Netgalley

Epigraph

‘When it hurts, we return to the banks of certain rivers’

Czesław Miłosz

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Prologue

Lewes Crown Court
August 2017

Now that I’m finally here I realize that what I feel, more than anything, is a sense of unburdening. I always knew deep down inside me that it would have to come out in the end; that someone would have to pay.

The two officers flanking me stare straight ahead, though my eyes are drawn to the ceiling. Its honeycomb design seems to shift and bend as we walk, like the ripples on the surface of a river. Somewhere up there they will be taking their seats, the strangers with whom my fate now rests. They will be issuing polite greetings, shuffling papers, reading notes. All in a day’s work for them, this case, an open and shut one according to my lawyer, though not to me; not to me.

Elspeth is with me as we come to a halt by an ornate wooden door. I can feel her presence like a second skin as the first officer steps forward to open it, then with a tilt of the head ushers his colleague and myself through.