by Mia James
‘Hey!’ she protested. ‘Where are you going?’
He went over to the windows and flipped the blinds down, then locked the door.
‘Well, if you’re determined to find me a cure,’ he said, grinning as he walked back to the bed, ‘then we’d better make the most of it, hadn’t we?’
Acknowledgements
Thanks go to Dr Jim Muir for his endless expert advice on psychiatry, psychology, psychoanalysis and the dark side, human and otherwise. Cheers to Danno for the title (although I’m sure you don’t remember saying it), Diggo for the brain-storming and the promo video (www.thesourcecreative.com) and Will and Far for the transglobal book club. Big love to Tom for his endless nagging to get wrting and Bowie for the inspiration (seven books and counting!) and the suggestion that one character should be called ‘Fang’. Also to Horse and Philip for the creative bitching sessions down Bodeans.
Huge thanks also to Sheila Crowley and Eugenie Furniss for faith, hope and the occasional sticky bun and to Gillian Redfearn for her vision, editorial wisdom and for all those firm-but-gentle ‘suggestions’. Also to the Gollancz design team for their skill and patience. And thanks to Lucy Fleming Brown for being the first person in the world to read By Midnight and for her invaluable feedback.
But most of all, the biggest thanks go to Linda Butt for her generosity, kindness and patience, spending hour upon hour stuck on trains, making puppets and playing Cinderella. Genuinely, without her tireless support this book simply would never have been started, let alone finished.
