A novel based on the life of the residents of a small street in Brighton and Hove, exploring issues of trust and deceit, and the effect of a sudden death on their community.--Without saying a word, the uniformed officers lifted the blue and white police tape and allowed the gruff-voiced officer to enter the scene. His hands were deep in the pockets of his crumpled suit trousers and he looked fed up with the whole situation.'What have we got?', he asked the scene of crime officer.'A severely beaten body', she said, shaking her head. 'It's not pretty'.He ran his hand over his five o'clock shadow.'Doesn't look good', he said to his partner as she crossed the courtyard towards him.

'Nope', she agreed. 'And it just got even worse'.He raised his eyebrows inquisitively.'They've found a second body'?A stone's throw from the beach, Ditchling Mews is just a normal, ordinary street. It's home to six very normal, ordinary families, each of whom are living very normal, ordinary lives.Or at least, that's how it appears from the outside.How well do you know your neighbours? How well do you know the people you smile and wave to every morning?Appearances can be deceptive.Don't believe everything you think?www.

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