Make Believe
Blue Murder: Make Believe
The third Blue Murder novel written by the creator of the hit ITV police drama starring Caroline Quentin as DCI Janine Lewis.
For nine days the people of Manchester have been looking for missing three-year-old Sammy Wray then DCI Janine Lewis is called to a residential street where a child's body has been found. It's a harrowing investigation and Janine's personal problems make leading the inquiry even tougher. Is this the case that will break her?
Praise for the Blue Murder books
'Complex and satisfying in its handling of Lewis's agonised attempts to be both a good cop and a good mother.'
The Sunday Times
'Uncluttered and finely detailed prose.'
Birmingham Post
'Beautifully realised little snapshots of the different characters' lives… Compelling stuff.'
Sherlock Magazine
'A swift, satisfying read.'
City Life
'Precise and detailed delineation of contemporary family relationships.'
Tangled Web
'Lewis seems set to become another very popular string to Staincliffe's bow as one of the leading English murder writers.'
Manchester Metro
'Pace and plenty of human interest.'
Publishing News
'Blending the warmth of family life with the demands of a police investigation.'
Manchester Evening News
'Juggling work and family is a challenge of modern life and encountering realistically portrayed women with family responsibilities is a pleasure. Staincliffe is a veteran crime fiction writer and so her plots are well-thought-out and puzzling.'
Deadly Pleasures
The playground in the park was busy, a result of the fine weather and an increase in popularity that had followed the recent council refurbishment. Sammy loved it here and for Claire it was a welcome respite. They’d been cooped up out of the rain too much these last few weeks. A three-year-old needed exercise, fresh air. Me too, thought Claire. Time was she and Clive would go off every weekend walking the Pennine Way or the Derbyshire Peaks. But once Sammy was born it didn’t seem possible for them all to go. Claire knew some parents used backpacks and lugged their kids up hill and down dale but she and Clive had never really got into the habit. So today Clive had gone off on his own.