'Heather Atkinson is my no.1 author. She keeps you glued to her books from beginning to end.' Edinburgh 1880. When Amy Osbourne's parents are lost at sea, she is forced to leave her London home and is sent to live with her aunt and uncle at the opposite end of the country. Alardyce House is depressing and dreary, her aunt haughty and cruel. Amy strikes up a friendship with her cousin Edward but his older brother Henry is just as conceited as his mother, and a mutual loathing develops between him and Amy. As her weeks of mourning pass, the realisation begins to dawn on Amy that her aunt has designs on her inheritance and the candidate she favours to be her niece's husband fills Amy with horror. Struggling in this strange, unwelcoming environment, Amy begins to suspect that something isn't right at Alardyce House. There are rumours below stairs of a monster on the loose, local women are being brutally attacked and her cousin Henry is the prime suspect. Alardyce House is full of dark secrets and Amy isn't sure who she can trust... If you love Emily Organ, Kate Saunders and Ann Granger, you'll loveThe Missing Girls of Alardyce House. Discover bestselling author Heather Atkinson and you'll never look back... Please note this book was previously published as Sins of a Father. What readers are saying about Heather Atkinson: 'What a story. This book I think is the best yet from Heather Atkinson and I have read all hers so far.' 'Another brilliant book from Heather...she really is one the best in the business. ' 'I have read ALL Heather Atkinson's books. They are all fantastic.' 'I stumbled upon Heather's books and I'm so glad I did, characters excellent and storylines are great, I find myself searching the book stores for more of them to read the minute I finish one.'

Welcome to the Hitchcock Hotel.
Dedicated to the Master of Suspense.
Full of props and memorabilia.
Be sure to mind the birds. Be careful in the shower.

Five guests are invited – all old friends.
They go way back. Way, way back.
No one’s seen reclusive
owner Alfred in sixteen years.

And the question everyone’s asking:
why are we here? Is it a game? A puzzle?
It’s certainly a mystery.

But it’s also deadly serious.
Because someone has a score to settle.
And this will be the perfect opportunity.
After all, it wouldn’t be Hitchcock without a murder . . .

'A bookshop is a first-rate place for unobtrusive observation,' he continued. 'One can remain in it an indefinite time, dipping into one book after another, all over the place.' Mr Richard Dodsley, owner of a fine second-hand bookshop on Charing Cross Road, has been found murdered in the cold hours of the morning. Shot in his own office, few clues remain besides three cigarette ends, two spent matches and a few books on the shelves which have been rearranged. In an investigation spanning the second-hand bookshops of London and the Houses of Parliament (since an MP's new crime novel Death at the Desk appears to have some bearing on the case), Ferguson's series sleuth MacNab is at hand to assist Scotland Yard in an atmospheric and ingenious fair-play bibliomystery.