I Let You Go

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In addition to Kate, Stumpy’s team included the steady Malcolm Johnson and young Dave Hillsdon, an enthusiastic but maverick DC, whose determined efforts to secure convictions sailed a little too close to the wind for Ray’s liking. With the investigation hitting a dead end, despite the dedication and tireless work of Detective Inspector Ray Stevens and his team, the case is swept under the carpet, to make way for more high profile cases. The story starts out with a hit and run accident and Jacob, a young child fresh out of school that day, is killed.

After 5-year-old Jacob’s tragic death, a mother loses everything while two Bristol detectives pledge to find the individual responsible for his death. They’d all been through it; even Ray, who had spent as little time in uniform as possible before moving on. Most police officers had one—it’s why you had to turn a blind eye to some of the jokes bandied about the cafeteria—but perhaps Kate was different. It starts with a mother walking with her son when tragedy strikes as he is mown down in a hit and run. She pulled the drawstring cord tighter round her hand, and Ray watched the color drain from her fingers.Hers is a perspective laden with emotion, a broken woman who walks out of her home, out of her life, to the comforts of the unknown, to forget the sounds and sights that haunt her every minute. I press the heels of my palms into my temples as though I can make the images subside through brute force alone, but still they come, thick and fast, as if without them I might forget. Determined to get to the bottom of the case, it begins to consume him as he puts both his professional and personal life on the line.

Jenna moves from the busy hustle and bustle of city life as an artist in Bristol to live in a remote area of Wales. Jenna has an innocent conversation with the receptionist, Ian sees this as Jenna flirting and a reason to shout at her, belittle her and ultimately hit her.She spent twelve years on the police force in England and has written for the Guardian, Good Housekeeping , and other publications. To me, Part Two felt like a giant game of Jenga, with Mackintosh calculatingly removing block after block, watching her characters (and her readers) wobble this way and that. One of the reviews on the book’s inside cover states that I LET YOU GO “[w]ill actually make you gasp out loud. Unable to resist, I open the box and pick up the uppermost photo: a Polaroid taken by a soft-spoken midwife on the day he was born.