The Babysitter. Phoebe Morgan

Praise for Phoebe Morgan

      ‘A spine-chilling tale’

       The Sun

      ‘Utterly compelling’

       Woman

      ‘A compelling page-turner’

      Fiona Cummins, author of Rattle

      ‘A terrific read!’

      Cass Green, author of In a Cottage in a Wood

      ‘Utterly absorbing, I couldn’t put this thrilling whodunit down’

      C. L. Taylor, Sunday Times bestselling author of Sleep

      ‘Claustrophobic and unsettling!’

      Lisa Hall, author of Between You and Me

      ‘A real page-turner’

      B A Paris, bestselling author of Behind Closed Doors

      ‘Unsettling… I read this with a growing sense of dread’

      Louise Jensen, author of The Sister

      ‘Keeps the reader captivated until the final twist’

      Jane Corry, Sunday Times bestselling author of My Husband’s Wife

      ‘Crackles with twists and turns’

      Amanda Jennings, author of The Cliff House

      ‘Impossible to put down!’

      Isabel Ashdown, author of Little Sister

      ‘So clever… I didn’t guess the ending at all!’

      Laura Marshall, author of Friend Request

PHOEBE MORGAN is an author and editor. She studied English at Leeds University after growing up in the Suffolk countryside. She edits commercial fiction for a publishing house during the day and writes her own books in the evenings. Phoebe lives in London and you can follow her on Twitter @Phoebe_A_Morgan, or find her website about publishing and writing at phoebemorganauthor.com. She is the author of The Doll House and The Girl Next Door, and The Babysitter is her third book. Her novels have been translated into multiple languages and are available in the US, Canada, France, Croatia, Italy, Estonia, Norway, Portugal and more.

      The Babysitter

      Phoebe Morgan

      ONE PLACE. MANY STORIES

Copyright

      An imprint of HarperCollins Publishers Ltd

      1 London Bridge Street

      London SE1 9GF

      First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2020

      Copyright © Phoebe Morgan 2020

      Phoebe Morgan asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

      A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Ebook Edition © May 2020 ISBN: 9780008314880

      Version 2020-03-04

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       For my girlfriends.

       Every penny from these books is going towards our

       shared home where we’ll live when we’re all eighty and

       can’t tolerate anyone else apart from each other.

      What I don’t understand is what happened to the baby. That poor little mite. How did she get caught up in all this? It’s enough to make your blood run cold. She was already on our nursery list. I hope to God they find her.

       – Penny Speller, owner at Mulberry Bush Nursery School, Ipswich

      We didn’t know anything about it. Not until the police arrived. I’ve never seen so many police. I think they were digging behind that row of flats, not far from the harbour.

       – Margaret Parkinson, 42 Ludgate Road, Ipswich

      I think any one of them could have done it. I mean, why did they bugger off to France? Bit convenient, don’t you think?

       – Graham Smith, Facebook Group [346 replies]

      We need to remember, there’s a woman dead too. Caroline Harvey’s life matters. #RIPCaroline.

       – @rainbows55, Twitter

      It was the husband. It’s ALWAYS the husband.

       – Michelle Rhodes, to her book group over wine [nods of agreement: 5]

      Look. All I want is for us to be able to get the story. The whole story of what happened that night. Our readers deserve the truth. Don’t they?

      – Jessica Coutts, News Editor at the East Anglian Daily Times

      Contents

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