Happy friday everyone. I have a very special extract to share with you today for Marianne Holmes new book, All Your Little Lies, which releases today! HAPPY PUBLICATION DAY! Grab a brew and a few biccies and enjoy some awesome writing. 1THURSDAY EVENINGAnnie squatted down behind Paul’s car and reached intothe exhaust pipe, her fingers patting gently until theyclosed around his spare keys. An owl called out near therailway lines and she hesitated, teetering between safety anddanger, and then withdrew her hand. The keys dug into herpalm.She struggled with the external door to Paul’s apartmentblock, while gusts of wind whispered and tugged at the hem ofher coat. In the sudden…