The Other People
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- Vooruitbestelling
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- Verwacht op 10 apr. 2025
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- € 14,99
Beschrijving uitgever
‘A blackly funny twist on the Country House mystery, with bodies and wit galore’ John Connolly
And Then There Were None meets The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle.
Ten strangers.
An old dark house.
A killer picking them off one by one.
And a missing girl who's running out of time. . .
Ten strangers wake up inside an old, locked house. They have no recollection of how they got there.
In order to escape, they have to solve the disappearance of a young woman.
But a killer also stalks the halls of the house, and soon the body count starts to rise.
Who are these strangers? Why were they chosen? Why would someone want to kill them?
And who – or what – is the Beast in the Cellar?
Forget what you think you know.
Because while you can trust yourself, can you really trust THE OTHER PEOPLE?
‘The Other People chilled me to the bone, made me laugh out loud - and everything in between. This devilishly clever mystery holds you captive from its explosive opening, right up to its shocking final pages. I never saw the twist coming, yet it made perfect sense. Brilliant!’ Alison Gaylin
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
The locked-room mystery gets a bloody makeover in this ambitious if uneven effort from Everett (a pseudonym for The Woman in Black author Martyn Waites). Ten strangers wake up in a sealed-off country house with a case of amnesia. Among them are a London PR exec, a Black American stripper, a retired police detective, a gentleman thief, an army officer, and a young mother with her baby. A mysterious woman named Amanda informs the guests that they've been assembled to help find 19-year-old Claire Swanson, the latest in a string of missing or murdered women; previous victims have been buried alive with air canisters that ran out before they could be found. The search for Claire quickly turns violent, as foreshadowed by a smugly omniscient character called "The Beast in the Cellar," who offers long digressions on ethics, Freudian psychology, and gothic horror as he narrates the grisly deaths of one houseguest after another. What begins as an Agatha Christie homage gradually develops into something nastier, but the story lacks the wit or character development to amount to much more than a splatter-fest. Horror buffs might enjoy the brisk pacing and gnarly violence, but traditional mystery fans will be disappointed.
