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  1. Cover
  2. Readers LOVE Amanda Brittany
  3. About the Author
  4. Also by Amanda Brittany
  5. The Island House
  6. Dedication
  7. Epigraph
  8. PART ONE
  9. Chapter 1
  10. Chapter 2
  11. Chapter 3
  12. Chapter 4
  13. Chapter 5
  14. Chapter 6
  15. Chapter 7
  16. Chapter 8
  17. Chapter 9
  18. PART TWO
  19. Chapter 10
  20. Chapter 11
  21. Chapter 12
  22. Chapter 13
  23. Chapter 14
  24. Chapter 15
  25. Chapter 16
  26. Chapter 17
  27. Chapter 18
  28. Chapter 19
  29. Chapter 20
  30. Chapter 21
  31. Chapter 22
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Chapter 25
  35. Chapter 26
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. PART THREE
  40. Chapter 30
  41. Chapter 31
  42. Chapter 32
  43. Chapter 33
  44. Chapter 34
  45. Chapter 35
  46. Chapter 36
  47. Chapter 37
  48. PART FOUR
  49. Chapter 38
  50. Chapter 39
  51. Chapter 40
  52. Chapter 41
  53. Chapter 42
  54. Chapter 43
  55. Chapter 44
  56. Chapter 45
  57. Epilogue
  58. Keep reading for an excerpt from I Lie in Wait …
  59. Prologue
  60. Chapter 1
  61. Author’s Note
  62. Acknowledgements
  63. Dear Reader …
  64. Keep Reading …
  65. About the Publisher

‘Thanks so much,’ I say, wishing I knew her name – but it’s far too late to ask her what it is; we’ve been chatting for months.

I return to my flat and call Malcolm, realising, after apologising profusely for letting him down at such short notice, that he sounds relieved I’m taking time off.

‘Great. Super,’ he says. ‘Brilliant!’

‘I’ll be taking an early train to Berwick-upon-Tweed and probably won’t be back for a while. Is that OK?’

‘Of course, Amelia. Please, please don’t hurry back.’

I end the call, flop down on my bed, and close my eyes.

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Author’s Note

I’m not the first author, and I’m sure I won’t be the last, to use poison hemlock in murderous fiction. Agatha Christie springs to mind as the most famous writer to use the plant in her clever murder mystery Five Little Pigs.

When I was researching for a suitable poison that would suit my plot, I found what I learnt about poison hemlock fascinating.

It’s a beguiling plant, with an intriguing history, going back as far as Ancient Greece when it was used to execute prisoners. In 399 BC it was attributed to the death of Greek philosopher Socrates.

There are macabre tales of children using the stems of the plant as peashooters or whistles and reaching a sticky end. And a grisly story from the nineteenth century tells of two children innocently collecting the plant for a sandwich for their father, who never lived to tell the tale.

Extracts from poison hemlock were once used as a sedative, though this was discontinued by the early twentieth century because of its toxins. The plant contains the neurotoxin coniine, which can cause the central nervous system to shut down. Victims stumble about until their limbs become paralysed and their heart stops. Not a very nice death at all.

There are many names for the plant, including spotted hemlock, bad-man’s oatmeal, poison snakeweed, deadly hemlock, skarntyde – but I feel poison hemlock sums it up perfectly.

The plant can grow up to eight feet tall, and is related to the innocent carrot. The irony that two members of the same family can be so different hasn’t gone unnoticed on me.

Hemlock gives off a musty smell and the stems are hollow and speckled with blotches of purple. If you see it, I would very much advise keeping your distance.

Amanda Brittany

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