Crossbones Yard was a burial ground once. Now it’s wasteland, tucked away in the back streets of Borough beneath the shadow of the Shard. The perfect place to leave a body…

Alice Quentin finds the murder victim lying there, the woman’s hand outstretched, as if begging for her help. A psychologist who sometimes works with the Metropolitan police, Alice is no stranger to sick minds. But this case is worse than anything she’s seen before, and the killer is determined to make it personal.