KILLER ANONYMOUS

Seven failed murders. Eight ordinary people. One very awkward support group. Gerald Whitmore spent six months planning the perfect murder. He researched, he spreadsheeted, he colour-coded the risks. Then he fainted at the sight of blood - and his intended victim called him an ambulance. He is not the only one in Wickham-on-Marsh to fail this spectacularly. There's Linda, who poisoned her boss's tea and accidentally cured her migraines. Colin, whose weapon of choice was passive-aggressive wind chimes. Jade, who filmed the whole thing for her ethnography dissertation. One support group in a damp church basement, run by a facilitator with secrets of his own. What begins as a confessional for catastrophically incompetent killers slowly becomes something none of them expected: a found family. But forgiveness is complicated when the people you tried to kill keep turning up, and when the friend you wronged most has known the truth all along. Darkly funny, unexpectedly tender, and very, very British, Killers Anonymous is a comedy about second chances, terrible decisions, and the strange grace of being accepted by the only people who truly understand you. Perfect for readers of Richard Osman's The Thursday Murder Club, Fredrik Backman's Anxious People, and Gail Honeyman's Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine.