A psychological thriller that I couldn’t put down – I read it in hardback and carried it in my backpack when I ran to work, just so I could keep reading in on the way home. Paul, a ‘novelist’ in his 40s, is the unlikeable main character. He’s a bachelor living in London, house sitting for a friend, going out with much younger women, pretending to lead a life that’s a world away from his reality. An encounter with a university friend in a bookshop prompts him to tell a lie to impress. That one lie puts in train a whole course of events that end on a Greek island when the past bites back. There’s a great twist in the book. As a reader I felt like I was sitting in the palm of a hand – with a fist slowly tightening around me.