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  1. Cover
  2. Praise for Tess Stimson
  3. Dedication
  4. part one
  5. chapter 01
  6. chapter 02
  7. chapter 03
  8. chapter 04
  9. chapter 05
  10. chapter 06
  11. chapter 07
  12. chapter 08
  13. chapter 09
  14. chapter 10
  15. chapter 11
  16. chapter 12
  17. chapter 13
  18. chapter 14
  19. chapter 15
  20. chapter 16
  21. chapter 17
  22. chapter 18
  23. chapter 19
  24. chapter 20
  25. chapter 21
  26. chapter 22
  27. chapter 23
  28. chapter 24
  29. chapter 25
  30. chapter 26
  31. chapter 27
  32. chapter 28
  33. chapter 29
  34. chapter 30
  35. chapter 31
  36. chapter 32
  37. chapter 33
  38. chapter 34
  39. chapter 35
  40. chapter 36
  41. part two
  42. chapter 37
  43. chapter 38
  44. chapter 39
  45. chapter 40
  46. chapter 41
  47. chapter 42
  48. chapter 43
  49. chapter 44
  50. chapter 45
  51. chapter 46
  52. chapter 47
  53. chapter 48
  54. chapter 49
  55. part three
  56. chapter 50
  57. chapter 51
  58. chapter 52
  59. chapter 53
  60. chapter 54
  61. chapter 55
  62. chapter 56
  63. chapter 57
  64. chapter 58
  65. chapter 59
  66. chapter 60
  67. chapter 61
  68. chapter 62
  69. chapter 63
  70. chapter 64
  71. chapter 65
  72. chapter 66
  73. chapter 67
  74. chapter 68
  75. part four
  76. chapter 69
  77. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  78. Keep Reading …
  79. About the Author
  80. By the same author:
  81. About the Publisher

I break off as the cellar is suddenly flooded with daylight: Harper must have been able to open the hatch from her side. She’s talking to me, but I’m still trying to adjust to the searing brightness blinding me after so long in the dark. I feel nauseous, and fight back the urge to vomit. I think I’m about to pass out.

‘Mummy,’ Peter says, tugging at me. ‘Mummy, help me up! I can climb out! I can show Harper how to open the cellar door!’

The light is briefly blocked by Harper as she peers in. ‘Can you fit through, Peter?’

‘I think so.’

Through sheer willpower, I hoist my son up towards the hatch again. It’s a tight squeeze, and for a moment I think he’s not going to make it.

But then, suddenly, miraculously, he’s free.

‘Call the police, Harper!’ I shout. ‘Don’t go into the house alone!’

‘I’m coming!’ she calls. ‘Just hold on, Millie! I’m going to get you out of—’

And then abruptly she’s gone.

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Inside the mind of a psychopath | Original Air Date 9 July

The transcript below has been lightly edited for length and clarity.

You all know the story of what happened at the Glass House: the horror of what took place in that cellar. You’ve watched the news and read the papers and seen the documentaries.

In the annals of crime, it’s not the worst. It wouldn’t even make it into the top ten. But there’s something about the Glass House Murders that keeps the story on the front pages anyway. You just can’t get enough of it, can you?

Maybe it’s because it all started over the purchase of a house.

Ridiculous, isn’t it? I mean, we all know about property feeding frenzies, but this takes gazumping to new heights.

I think it’s because it has such a great cast of characters. It’s got made-for-TV written all over it, doesn’t it? A famous television presenter who claimed she locked her abusive husband in the cellar for five weeks at his instigation as part of a complicated Ponzi fraud. A brilliant heart surgeon who cut off her own hand to save her son from being frozen alive in a chest freezer. A popular vlogger who stirred up a hornet’s nest and then jumped right into the middle of it.

And at the centre of it all, there’s the Glass House. It’s a character in its own right, like Downton Abbey or Manderley. The kind of dream home we’d all kill to own.

It’s no wonder you’re obsessed with the story. I don’t hold it against you. You should know by now I’ll never judge you. You can show me your darkest selves and I won’t look away.