Henry Bane is dead. Long Live Henry Bane, his son. It’s Manchester, 1998, and the funeral party is interrupted by a woman from Bane’s past. Róisín is back in Manchester and back in Bane’s life after an eight-year absence...
There’s a thought that keeps me awake at night: I have to be lucky every time, they only have to get lucky once.’ David Blake is a worried man. He should be enjoying the high life now he’s Newcastle’s...
Maybe hormones ate her brain. How else did Judith’s husband persuade her to give up her career and move from her beloved London to Northumberland with two toddlers in tow? Pregnant with number 3 Judith is about to discover...
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