Cleo Zadie

He died a year ago. So why is he texting her at 2:17 a.m.?Ellie knows what she saw that night. Rain. Headlights. Tom in the road. She thought he was dead. She drove away. Now the messages won't stop. Intimate. Precise. Impossible. Someone knows what really happened. Someone who was there. As the texts pull her deeper into the truth, Ellie realises this isn't grief. It isn't a prank. Something followed her home.
And it wants her back. A fast, addictive psychological thriller with a chilling twist you won't see coming.