The Heights

"Impossible to resist, impossible to predict, impossible to put down...this is an author at the top of her game." — Erin Kelly, author of Watch Her Fall The author of the "masterfully plotted, compulsive page-turner" ( The Guardian ) Our House takes you on a haunting and nail-biting journey of tragedy and revenge. The Heights is a tall, slender apartment building among warehouses in London. Its roof terrace is so discreet, you wouldn't know it existed if you weren't standing at the window of the flat directly opposite. But you are. And that's when you see a man up there—a man you'd recognize anywhere. He may be older now, but it's definitely him. But that can't be because he's been dead for over two years. You know this for a fact. Because you're the one who killed him. With Louise Candlish's signature dark and twisty prose, The Heights shows "the ferocity of maternal love" (Hannah Beckerman, author of If Only I Could Tell You ). "This cleverly constructed novel will keep readers enthralled until the last page" ( Publishers Weekly , starred). “impossible To Resist, Impossible To Predict, Impossible To Put Down...this Is An Author At The Top Of Her Game.” —erin Kelly, Author Of Watch Her Fall The Author Of The “masterfully Plotted, Compulsive Page-turner” (the Guardian) Our House Takes You On A Haunting And Nail-biting Journey Of Tragedy And Revenge. The Heights Is A Tall, Slender Apartment Building Among Warehouses In London. Its Roof Terrace Is So Discreet, You Wouldn’t Know It Existed If You Weren’t Standing At The Window Of The Flat Directly Opposite. But You Are. And That’s When You See A Man Up There—a Man You’d Recognize Anywhere. He May Be Older Now, But It’s Definitely Him. But That Can’t Be Because He’s Been Dead For Over Two Years. You Know This For A Fact. Because You’re The One Who Killed Him. With Louise Candlish’s Signature Dark And Twisty Prose, The Heights Shows “the Ferocity Of Maternal Love” (hannah Beckerman, Author Of If Only I Could Tell You). It Is A Unputdownable Thriller That Will Keep You Guessing Until The Final Page. He thinks he's safe up there. But he'll never be safe from you. The Heights is a tall, slender apartment building among the warehouses of Tower Bridge, its roof terrace so discreet you wouldn't know it existed if you weren't standing at the window of the flat directly opposite. But you are. And that's when you see a man up there - a man you'd recognize anywhere. He's older now and his appearance has subtly changed, but it's definitely him. Which makes no sense at all since you know he has been dead for over two years. You know this for a fact. Because you're the one who killed him "The Heights is a tall, slender apartment building among warehouses in London. Its roof terrace is so discreet, you wouldn't know it existed if you weren't standing at the window of the flat directly opposite. But you are. And that's when you see a man up there--a man you'd recognize anywhere. He may be older now, but it's definitely him. But that can't be because he's been dead for over two years. You know this for a fact. Because you're the one who killed him"-- Provided by publisher.