Helen Walsh doesn't believe in fear-it's just a thing invented by men to get all the money and good jobs-and yet she's sinking. Her work as a private investigator has dried up, her flat has been repossessed and now some old de- mons have resurfaced.
Not least in the form of her charming but dodgy ex- boyfriend Jay Parker, who shows up with a missing- persons case. Money is tight-so tight that Helen's had to move back in with her elderly parents-and Jay is awash in cash. The missing person is Wayne Diffney, the "Wacky One" from boyband Laddz. He's vanished from his house in Mercy Close and it's vital that he be found-Laddz have a sellout come- back gig in five days' time.
Things ended messily with Jay. And she's never going back there. Besides, she has a new boyfriend now, the very sexy detective Artie Devlin, and it's all going well, even though his ex-wife isn't quite "ex" enough and his teenage son hates her. But the reap- pearance of Jay is stirring up all kinds of stuff she thought she'd left behind.
Playing by her own rules, Helen is drawn into a dark and glamorous world, where her worst enemy is her own head and where increasingly the only person she feels connected to is Wayne, a man she's never
even met.
Utterly compelling, moving and very, very funny, The Mystery of Mercy Close is unlike any novel you've ever read and Helen Walsh-courageous, vul- nerable and wasp-tongued-is the perfect heroine for our times.