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- 306 stron
- 11 godzin czytania
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In prison, they call her the Sculptress for the strange figurines she carves - symbols of the day she hacked her mother and sister to pieces and reassembled them in a blood-drenched jigsaw. Sullen and menacing, Olive Martin is burned-out journalist Rosalind Leigh's only hope of getting a new book published. But as she interviews Olive, in her cell, Roz finds flaws in the Sculptress's confession. Is she really guilty as she insists? Drawn into Olive's world of obsessional lies and love, nothing can stop Roz's pursuit of the chilling, convoluted truth. Not the tidy suburbanites who'd rather forget the murders, not a volatile ex-policeman and her own erotic response to him, not an attack on her life. Not even the thought of what might happen if the Sculptress went free...
Zakup książki
De beeldhouwster, Minette Walter
- Język
- Rok wydania
- 2009
- Oprawa
- (miękka)
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- Tytuł
- De beeldhouwster
- Język
- holenderski
- Autorzy
- Minette Walter
- Wydawca
- House of Knowledge
- Rok wydania
- 2009
- Oprawa
- miękka
- Liczba stron
- 306
- ISBN10
- 9022548902
- ISBN13
- 9789022548905
- Seria
- Kategorie
- Tagi
- Tematyka psychologiczna, Miłość, Rodzina, Kobiety, Z dreszczykiem, Relacje, Morderstwa, Literatura brytyjska, Anglia, Wielka Brytania, Relacje rodzinne, Więzienie, Dziennikarze, Wina, Morderczyni
- Pierwsze wydanie
- 1993
- Oryginalna nazwa
- The Sculptress
- Ocena
- 3,95 z 5
- Opis
- In prison, they call her the Sculptress for the strange figurines she carves - symbols of the day she hacked her mother and sister to pieces and reassembled them in a blood-drenched jigsaw. Sullen and menacing, Olive Martin is burned-out journalist Rosalind Leigh's only hope of getting a new book published. But as she interviews Olive, in her cell, Roz finds flaws in the Sculptress's confession. Is she really guilty as she insists? Drawn into Olive's world of obsessional lies and love, nothing can stop Roz's pursuit of the chilling, convoluted truth. Not the tidy suburbanites who'd rather forget the murders, not a volatile ex-policeman and her own erotic response to him, not an attack on her life. Not even the thought of what might happen if the Sculptress went free...