The policeman on Trudi Adamson's doorstep brought the worst news possible - her husband Trent has been burned to death in a freak car accident. Suddenly a widow after years of marriage, Trudi finds herself alone, unprovided for and increasingly aware of her ignorance of her late husband's world. Why had he resigned from his job without telling her? Where was all his money? And more terrifyingly still - is he really dead?
The Killer’s modus operandi was the same in each instance: Strangulation, always with a guitar string pulled tight from behind until life is extinct. And though the murders are taking place up and down the country, there is one other similarity that Inspector Wilkins can’t help noticing: Each and every victim is a psychotherapist. Donald Dorricks is on a mission. Nine psychotherapists to go and his crusade is over. Yet even after giving himself up and confessing to the killings, he still protests his innocence.
Rhiannon, proud and spirited, is alone in the world after her one-time sweetheart found a new love. From being a shanty-town woman amongst the railway navvies in Swansea, she wants to make a fresh start and a better life, and finds a position as a housekeeper to a railway engineer. But unforeseen circumstances force her back on the streets, where she faces destitution. At the entrance to the notorious Paradise Park Hotel she encounters Sal, a young street girl whom Rhiannon tries to rescue.