Author: Dervla McTiernan
Performed by Aoife McMahon
Published: Little, Brown Book Group and released on Audible March 2018.
Category: Crime, Murder, Mystery, Suspense, Audiobook Review
On his first week on the job, Garda Cormac Reilly responds to a call at a decrepit country house to find two silent, neglected children waiting for him – fifteen-year-old Maude and five-year-old Jack. Their mother lies dead upstairs.
Twenty years later, Cormac has left his high-flying career as a detective in Dublin and returned to Galway. As he struggles to navigate the politics of a new police station, Maude and Jack return to haunt him.
Twenty years earlier rookie Garda Cormac Reilly discovered the body of Hilaria Blake in a dilapidated old house. He was sent out on what he thought would be a minor domestic call.
When he arrived at the house he found something completely different. A teenager, a young boy and a body in the bed upstairs. Maude was afraid and wanted her little brother Jack taken to the hospital. It was obvious to Cormac the children had been badly neglected and possibly abused. At the hospital Maude made sure Jack was comfortable and disappears. That was the last time she was seen.
Fast forward to Galway, 2013. Aisling Conroy is training to be a surgeon and is living happily with her partner, Jack. Until one day she has a visit from the police. Jack has apparently taken his own life. Aisling finds this impossible to believe, especially when Maude reappears, also convinced that Jack didn’t commit suicide. She is committed to finding justice for her brother whatever it takes.
Detective Garda Cormac Reilly has returned to Galway with his partner, Emma. Despite, or perhaps because of, his illustrious career to date, Cormac is mistrusted and finds it difficult to navigate the internal politics and way of working, which is a far cry from what he was used to in Dublin. Cormac finds himself assigned to cold cases. One in particular, re-assessing the factors surrounding the death of Hilaria Blake, takes him back to that day in 1993.
She led him along the dark corridor to a room where a glimmer of light leaked under the door. She opened the door without knocking and held it for him. He stepped past her. The room was sparsely furnished, with little more than a double bed and an antique wardrobe. The floorboards were bare. The fireplace was black and empty and the room was very cold, but the woman on the bed had no need of the blankets that were pulled up past her bare feet. She was dead. Very obviously dead, her eyes open and staring at the ceiling.