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Shiver The Whole Night Through

Darragh McManus
"A small town in Ireland, a chilling mystery, a teenage detective - and a message from the dead"
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A small town in Ireland, a chilling mystery, a teenage detective – and a message from the dead
After months of misery and feeling ready to end it all, Aidan Flood wakes up one morning to find that local beauty and town sweetheart Sláine McAuley has done just that. Aidan suddenly discovers a new sense of purpose and becomes determined to find out what happened to her. The town is happy to put it down to suicide, but then one night Aidan gets a message, scratched in ice on his bedroom window: ‘I didn’t kill myself.’ Who is contacting him? And if Sláine didn’t end her own life … who did?

Publication Date: Thu 6 Nov 2014
ISBN Paperback: 9781471404092
ISBN Ebook: 9781471404108

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Darragh McManus

Darragh McManus is an author, journalist, playwright and screenwriter. SHIVER THE WHOLE NIGHT THROUGH is his first Young Adult book. He has previously published two crime novels: a vigilante thriller called EVEN FLOW (2012) and noir-style mystery THE POLKA DOT GIRL (2013). His first book was the humorous non-fiction GAA CONFIDENTIAL (2007), and he released a comic novel, COLD! STEEL! JUSTICE!!!, as an e-book under the name Alexander O'Hara (2011). For more than a decade Darragh has written reviews, features and opinion columns for several papers, including The Irish Independent, Sunday Times and Guardian. Several short stories have appeared in literary journals, in Ireland, UK and US. He's also written a play, which has had cast readings in Manhattan and Belfast and will be recorded for radio broadcast this year. Darragh lives in the west of Ireland and is currently working on some new YA stories. Follow Darragh at darraghmcmanus.com or on Twitter: @McManusDarragh

Extract

I walked on, and after a few minutes saw police tape around a tree, marking the area off: Do Not Enter. The tree was a monstrous thing, gnarled, ancient-looking. Unlike most of the plants in Shook, this wasn't evergreen but deciduous, possibly oak - I never could tell the difference. It stood off the path, ten yards in. I tossed my cigarette, put down my bag and hiked over. There was no indication that something terrible had happened here - except for the tape, you'd never suspect. The body hadn't made a shape in the ground. The leaves and dirt weren't scuffed up. It was just... a tree. A place. A boring spot of ground. Except... a place where the worst thing in the world had happened to one girl. I sent up another prayer for Sláine, then turned around to go home - and my bag was gone. I literally jumped in fright. What...? I glanced around: nobody, nothing to be seen, only those impenetrable rows of trees. But my bag, I'd left it right there, directly opposite, a few steps away. Someone had moved it. I made to walk back to the dirt path, hesitated, started again. I reached the path and looked left and right and nothing. My heart rate clicked up a notch. I gulped and felt something without a name tickle the back of my neck. I looked right once more, towards the main road, and finally spotted it resting against a tree trunk, hard to see in the gathering dusk. I flung the bag over my shoulder and thought it through. I was sure I'd left it closer to where Sláine was found, but clearly I was mistaken. I'd left it here all along. But man, I was so sure of where I'd put that bag... I looked around and around, knowing I wouldn't see anyone. There was nowhere for them to hide, and no one else here. I shrugged it off and hit for home, leaving the forest a little faster than I'd arrived.