Blog Tour - Hold My Hand by M J Ford

How long do you hunt for the missing?

A horrible vanishing act...

When a young Josie Masters sees a boy wearing a red football shirt, Dylan Jones, being taken by a clown at a carnival, she tries to alert the crowds. But it's too late. Dylan has disappeared...

Thirty years later, Josie is working as a police officer in Bath. The remains of the body of a child have been found - complete with tatters of a torn red football shirt. Is it the boy she saw vanish in the clutches of the clown? Or is it someone else altogether?

And then another child disappears...

Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
ISBN: 9780008258825

Today I am pleased to be in M J Ford's blog tour to celebrate the publication of 'Hold My Hand'. 

I really enjoyed this book, it was something different from my usual choice. It is a police procedural novel which follows Josie Masters as she tries to piece together a crime she saw thirty years previously following the discovery of a young boys body. The story is told from her voice and I really enjoyed this style of writing. 

The book does feature a difficult topic however it is sensitively approached and it is an addictive read. I really found it to be a book that built in intensity and the ending was fantastic. M J Ford is an author that I will be following and am eagerly awaiting their second release. 

I have been given an extract of the book to share with my blog readers, I hope you enjoy it ......

Bridges was sitting on the bonnet of his car, drinking tea from a Thermos cup. He handed her a piece of paper with an address on the north side of Oxford. There was a blue Audi parked across the road now, and a young woman sitting in the front seat on her phone.

‘Vultures are circling,’ he said.

‘Already?’ said Jo. ‘Who tipped them off?’

‘Probably one of the builders,’ said Bridges. ‘The official line is that we’ve found a body, but there’s no indication of foul play. Ben wants to keep it all under wraps, and I agree.’

‘Ben’s leading?’

‘Sure,’ said Bridges, smiling. ‘Got my best team on it.’ He tossed the remains of the tea across the ground, and dropped the cup into the skip. ‘Let me know how it goes with Mr and Mrs Jones.’

‘Can you send me the original case files?’ said Jo.

‘I’ll get Thames Valley to push it all over,’ said Bridges. ‘It’ll take a while to dig out.’

Then he was in his car and reversing out of the site entrance.

Jo folded the address and climbed into her own car, which had grown stuffy in the brief time she’d been on the crime scene. She switched on the air con. As Ferman lowered himself into the passenger seat, the car dipped noticeably.

‘You don’t like this Ben fella?’ he said.

Jo’s eyes were on the mirrors as she manoeuvred out. ‘It’s complicated,’ she said.

Thank you to Avon and M J Ford for inviting me to take part in the blog tour.