It’s a taut tale of secrets that won’t die, violence against women and cold-hearted self-interest, narrated by Helen, the bitchy Serena and Katie, the questioning journalist girlfriend of Helen’s younger brother. Whose account to trust?
Faulkner, a former Times news journalist, delights in letting her self-entitled characters reveal their many flaws by themselves. She also competently handles the rising tension as we careen towards a bloody showdown, using the weeks to Helen’s due date as her “ticking clock” device.
The characters in Katherine Faulkner’s first novel, Greenwich Park (Raven, £12.99), inhabit a more enlightened and privileged universe, but we know from the beginning – a letter written from prison some 16 months after the main action of the book takes place – that they have made a thoroughgoing mess of things...
With multiple narrators and italicised inserts detailing a secret sexual tryst in the eponymous green space, this is a tense, pacy read.