‘The Beckett, as it’s been known by the locals for centuries, is a deep wood that's seduces visitors with its natural beauty, lying on the outskirts of the village of Empton. So what is it about the place that seems to leave a sinister mark on those that venture there?
It’s simple. Beckett’s Wood holds secrets. Things have happened there: things never to be brought out into the open, yet like vapours they linger and spread and follow. For a cyclist who just happens upon the place one day, its sinister grip is like a strangle hold and he soon finds his life is tangled up with murder, passion and revenge, all of which can be traced back to Beckett’s Wood. The Beckett is the place where secrets are born; secrets that cast a long, dark shadow across another life; that of David Harper from which there is no escape, only more questions.
With the air of a detective novel very clearly portrayed in the final part of the book, the hunt is on for clues towards the key to the secrets that have so far been unearthed. Nothing however, could have prepared David for the things he finds out about his past and his own self – things that unsettle him and threaten to drag him back to the insanity he knows all too well.
The story, meandering through twists and turns, builds to the kind of climax that seems to point towards the only plausible outcome available, until these very twists play their cards to set up an ending that no-one could foresee.