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Fourteen-year-old Cynthia Bigge woke one morning to discover that her entire family, mother, father, brother had vanished. No note, no trace, no return. Ever. Now, twenty-five years later, she'll learn the devastating truth Sometimes better not to know. . . Cynthia is happily married with a young daughter, a new family. But the story of her old family isn't over. A strange car in the neighborhood, untraceable phone calls, ominous gifts, someone has returned to her hometown to finish what was started twenty-five years ago. And no one's innocence is guaranteed, not even her own. By the time Cynthia discovers her killer's shocking identity, it will again be too late . . . even for goodbye.
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Zonder een woord, Linwood Barclay
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 2007
- Reliure
- (souple),
- État du livre
- Bon
- Prix
- 2,79 €
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- Titre
- Zonder een woord
- Langue
- Néerlandais
- Auteurs
- Linwood Barclay
- Éditeur
- Areopagus
- Publié
- 2007
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 386
- ISBN10
- 9085642728
- ISBN13
- 9789085642725
- Mots clés
- Famille, Suspense, États-Unis, Meurtres, Secrets, Parentalité, Passé, Peur, Enquête, Littérature canadienne, Disparitions, Enlèvements
- Première publication
- 2007
- Titre original
- No Time for Goodbye
- Évaluation
- 3,85 sur 5
- Description
- Fourteen-year-old Cynthia Bigge woke one morning to discover that her entire family, mother, father, brother had vanished. No note, no trace, no return. Ever. Now, twenty-five years later, she'll learn the devastating truth Sometimes better not to know. . . Cynthia is happily married with a young daughter, a new family. But the story of her old family isn't over. A strange car in the neighborhood, untraceable phone calls, ominous gifts, someone has returned to her hometown to finish what was started twenty-five years ago. And no one's innocence is guaranteed, not even her own. By the time Cynthia discovers her killer's shocking identity, it will again be too late . . . even for goodbye.




