Giveaway: Win a copy of Before I Let Go by @mariekeyn

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Best friends Corey and Kyra were inseparable in their snow-covered town of Lost Creek, Alaska. When Corey moves away, she makes Kyra promise to stay strong during the long, dark winter, and wait for her return.

Just days before Corey is to return home to visit, Kyra dies. Corey is devastated--and confused. The entire Lost community speaks in hushed tones about the town's lost daughter, saying her death was meant to be. And they push Corey away like she's a stranger.

Corey knows something is wrong. With every hour, her suspicion grows. Lost is keeping secrets--chilling secrets. But piecing together the truth about what happened to her best friend may prove as difficult as lighting the sky in an Alaskan winter...

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Blog Tour: Read an extract from Close to Home by @CaraHunterBooks

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HOW CAN A CHILD GO MISSING WITHOUT A TRACE?

Last night, eight-year-old Daisy Mason disappeared from a family party. No one in the quiet suburban street saw anything - or at least that's what they're saying.

DI Adam Fawley is trying to keep an open mind. But he knows the nine times out of ten, it's someone the victim knew.

That means someone is lying...
And that Daisy's time is running out.

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Read an Extract:

Interview with Fiona Webster, conducted at
11 Barge Close, Oxford
20 July 2016, 7.45 a.m.
In attendance, DC V. Everett

VE: Can you tell us how you know the Masons,
Mrs Webster?
FW: My daughter Megan is in the same class as
Daisy at Kit’s, and Alice is the year above.
VE: Kit’s?
FW: Sorry – Bishop Christopher’s. Everyone round
here just calls it Kit’s. And we’re
neighbours, of course. We lent them the
gazebo for the party.
VE: So you’re friends?
FW: I wouldn’t say ‘friends’ exactly. Sharon
keeps herself to herself. We talk at the
school gate, like you do, and sometimes I
go jogging with her. But she’s far more
disciplined about it than I am. She goes
every morning, even in the winter, after
she drops off the kids at school. She’s
worried about her weight – I mean she
hasn’t actually said so, but I can tell. We
had lunch once in town – more by accident
than anything - we bumped into each other
outside that pizza place on the High Street
and she couldn’t really say no. But she ate
next to nothing – just picked at a salad –
VE: So she doesn’t work, then, if she runs in
the mornings?
FW: No. I think she did once, but I don’t know
what. It’d drive me mad, being stuck indoors
all day, but she seems totally absorbed in
the kids.
VE: So she’s a good mum?
FW: I remember all she talked about at that
lunch was what great marks Daisy had got
for some test or other, and how she wants
to be a vet, and did I know which
university would be best for that.
VE: So a bit of a pushy parent?
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