Backstabber: The No. 1 bestseller at her shocking, gripping best – this book has a twist and a sting in its tail!

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Backstabber: The No. 1 bestseller at her shocking, gripping best – this book has a twist and a sting in its tail!
Kimberley Chambers

The No.1 Sunday Times bestsellerIf you don't face your enemies – they'll stab you in the back.One of them has a gun to his head. Who will pull the trigger?When king of the underworld Vinny Butler goes into business with respected villain Eddie Mitchell, it's a match made in East End legend. Friends and family are treated like gold, enemies like rats – it's the life.Then mysterious packages arrive, dead creatures and threats. Someone is out for revenge. Who the enemy is, nobody knows, anyone could be taking a pop. The gypsies who cursed Eddie, ghosts from Vinny's past, enemies needing revenge. Even their own flesh and blood? There are some people you should never cross, some who can't forgive or forget.Who is the backstabber?

Copyright (#uc6a9d7c0-bd02-5840-8432-4c05423478ce)

Published by HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF

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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2017

Copyright © Kimberley Chambers 2017

Cover design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2017 Cover photograph © Glenn Ferguson/Arcangel Images

Kimberley Chambers asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library.

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Source ISBN: 9780007521807

Ebook Edition © October 2017 ISBN: 9780007521821

Version: 2017-10-12

Dedication (#uc6a9d7c0-bd02-5840-8432-4c05423478ce)

In memory of Bradley Arthur

Taken far too soon

1990–2015

A loving son, brother, father, grandson,

friend and fellow Spurs fan

RIP Brad

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Contents

Cover (#ub8739a7c-4019-5be1-920e-04acf5bc6b53)

Title Page (#u3a06408b-90e1-504e-9af9-91686b80107b)

Copyright

Dedication

Epigraph

Prologue

Part One

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Part Two

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Part Three

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Three

Chapter Thirty-Four

Epilogue

Acknowledgements

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About the Author

Also by Kimberley Chambers

About the Publisher

PROLOGUE (#uc6a9d7c0-bd02-5840-8432-4c05423478ce)

It was a cold February evening. So bloody cold, the car windscreens had started to freeze.

Beads of sweat forming on his forehead, the man wanted to take off his crash helmet, but daren’t. How had it come to this? he mused, even though he already knew the answer. His brother had a screw loose, wasn’t right in the head. He’d never been sane, truth be known. That was obvious, and it should have been dealt with.

There had been some good times, brilliant in fact, but the bad outweighed those massively now. His brother was a ticking time bomb that exploded every now and then, leaving a trail of carnage and sadness. Well, this time he had gone a step too far. Which was why a decision had been made to stop him in his tracks, for ever. There was no other option.

The man’s heart rate went into overdrive as he heard the distinctive sound of an approaching vehicle. He knew without a doubt it was him, could hear the sleek diesel engine, and the song ‘Jealous Guy’ blaring out the speakers. His brother had always been a big fan of Roxy Music, reckoned Bryan Ferry’s voice was second to none.

Sporting the number plate VB1, the black Range Rover screeched to a halt and a tall suited man leapt out. He looked the part, as always. Thick black hair greased back, expensive watch and shiny shoes.

‘Bruv! You shit the life outta me then. Where’s your motor? I’m pleased you called.’

Hands trembling, Michael Butler lifted the gun. ‘I’m sorry, Vinny, I really am. But …’

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‘I’m not upset that you lied to me,

I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you’

Friedrich Nietzsche