I have the pleasure of sharing an extract today from His Guilty Secret by Hélene Fermont as part of the blog tour. I have to say this sounds like a cracker of a book and I’m really looking forward to reading it soon.
Secrets & Lies Are Dangerous.
When Jacques’s body is discovered in a hotel room his wife, Patricia, suspects he has been hiding something from her.
Why was he found naked and who is the woman that visited his grave on the day of the funeral? Significantly, who is the unnamed beneficiary Jacques left a large sum of money to in his will and what is the reason her best friend, also Jacques’s sister, Coco, refuses to tell her what he confided to her?
Struggling to find out the truth, Patricia visits Malmö where her twin sister Jasmine lives and is married to her ex boyfriend. But the sisters relationship is toxic and when a family member dies shortly after, an old secret is revealed that shines a light on an event that took place on their tenth birthday.
As one revelation after another is revealed, Patricia is yet to discover her husband’s biggest secret and what ultimately cost him his life.
His Guilty Secret is an unafraid examination of the tangled bonds between siblings, the lengths we go to in protecting our wrongdoings, and the enduring psychological effects this has on the innocent…and the not so innocent.
“What’s wrong? You look ill…Is there something you’ve not told me, something you’ve been hiding from me?” The mere thought of losing him nearly crushed her. He had to be alright. How else would she survive, living for the brief moments they shared and putting her life on hold when they were apart? “Answer me, please! I can’t leave unless I know you’re okay.”
“You mustn’t concern yourself with me. I work too hard, constantly flying to and from Paris and London. I can’t wait to retire; it’s been years since I had a holiday. My doctor keeps telling me I must slow down, but how can I? I love flying and at fifty-two I’m too young to retire…Plus, it is what enables us to meet and spend time together…” As he spoke, the man felt increasingly unwell. His face drained of colour and he knew something was seriously wrong. Still naked with just the towel around his waist, he stumbled towards the edge of the bed and gasped for breath.
“Mon dieu, you’re ill! I can’t leave you when you’re like this! I’m calling reception to ask them to send a doctor to our room… What’s wrong with you?”
She was dialling the number when the man said, “Please hang up! No one can find out about us, we’ve checked in under a false name. What if some doctor gives out my details to Air France? They will pension me off! What’s more, they will discover your details from the hotel. No, I will not take the risk, it’s bad enough that my sister and colleague know about us. My wife and your husband must never find out about us and our secret. You must leave immediately… Please…”
They’d covered their tracks well, but the man knew he wouldn’t be able to protect her unless she complied with his wish.
Slamming down the receiver, the woman rummaged through her bag and pulled out her mobile. Frantic with worry, she dialled 999 and waited for someone to pick up.