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A serial killer’s secret is on the line in Samantha Downing’s thriller ‘Too Old for This’ (Exclusive)
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A serial killer’s secret is on the line in Samantha Downing’s thriller ‘Too Old for This’ (Exclusive)

Read an exclusive excerpt from the author’s upcoming novel, which will hit shelves in the summer of 2025

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Samantha Downing and her cover of “Too Old for This”

Samantha Downing is back on her thriller game with her upcoming release.

Downing is the author of bestsellers such as My dear wife, A twisted love story and For your own good. PEOPLE can exclusively share the cover of the author’s upcoming thriller, Too old for thatwhich will be released this summer from Berkley, an imprint of Penguin Random House.

Lottie Jones, a retired serial killer, thought she had left her life of crime behind. He moved to a small town, changed his name and stayed mostly out of the limelight. That is, until Plum Dixon arrives at her house.

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“Too Old For This” by Samantha Downing

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Plum, an investigative journalist, rushes after Lottie with questions about her past, not to mention her involvement in a series of unsolved crime cases. All of Lottie’s chances of trying to silence Plum become more complicated when another mysterious guest shows up on her doorstep – someone who could be the end of her.

Read on for an exclusive excerpt from Too old for that.

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Samantha Downing

“As I said, Reboot Productions specializes in telling the story behind the story. Here let me show you the site.” She pulls out her phone and jumps out of her chair, pushing the screen in front of me.

“Looks good.”

“What I like to do is really dig into a story, investigate…”

“So you’re a reporter.”

“No, I’m the producer. I am the owner of the company.” Plum smiles. She is quite proud of it. I’m sure it’s a great achievement, but I’d be happier if they stopped stalking me.

“Congratulations.” The kettle whistled. We poured boiling water into our cups.

“Thank you. But I’m more interested in talking about you, not me.”

Here it is. I may be 75, but I know a sales pitch when I hear one. It hasn’t been that long since I bought my last car, and Plum reminds me a bit of the car salesman. Not a compliment.

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I put the tray with tea and sugar, milk and spoons on the table.

“You really didn’t have to go to all that trouble,” says Plum.

“I think I have some cookies too.”

“I don’t have to…”

“There is no problem. No problem.”

She puts a dollop of cream into the tea, ignores the sugar, and stirs it before pulling out the tea bag. Now the string is wrapped around the stem of the spoon. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch her trying to discreetly untie it.

We all have different abilities, I suppose.

“Ms. Jones, I think . . .”

“Please. Call me Lottie.”

“Lottie, okay. Well, Lottie, you’ve had one of the most fascinating lives I’ve ever come across. A lot of people would love to hear your side of the story.”

I sit down and mix my own tea, without adding sugar or milk. Both are bad according to my doctor.

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“Your story is exactly what we do,” she says. “We investigate old crimes and compare what we know now with how it was reported back then. You lost your job, your family, probably all your friends. And the names they gave you were so horrible! The media acted like you were some kind of devil.”

She-devil. They called me that, along with “that serial killer woman” and sometimes “psychopathic bitch.” It all happened before the internet. The era of tabloid journalism was a forerunner of things to come.

“How’s your tea?” I ask.

“Lottie, I want to tell the story of what happens when you are wrongly accused of a crime. You were judged and condemned by the public without ever being arrested and I want to focus on what it was for you.”

“Why would I want you to remove all of this? The world has forgotten me. I moved on years ago.”

“Did you do it?” she says. Prune peeks into my ancient kitchen in the house where I live alone. For someone like her, Bluebell Lane probably feels like the end of the world.

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This girl has a bite. Good for her.

“Let me be very clear,” I say. “I don’t want this brought up again and I don’t want a docuseries made about me.”

“I will not blame you for the crimes, nor will I claim that you should have been arrested. I want to save you once and for all. And just so you know, I plan to do the series anyway.”

This is new information.

Plum has aquamarine eyes. Clear, translucent, beautiful. Long, natural lashes and rosy cheeks. The glow of youth radiates from every pore.

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For a moment, I imagine the series he described. I, an accused criminal, am absolved, indemnified, exonerated. An elderly woman who was the victim of a system that got it all wrong.

But I don’t believe in fairy tales. If they did this show and put me all over the internet, that’s not how it would end. Not for me.

I stand up. “Stupid, I forgot the tissues. But please go on, I’m listening.”

“If you agree to an interview, we can do it right here at your home. I am flexible about the time, we can split it up into a few different interviews or do them all at once. Whatever you prefer.”

“Do you live around here?”

“In Seattle. But I can come anytime and I’ll bring a cameraman with me.”

“Good to know.” I lie down in the corner at the stand by the back door and pick up my old umbrella. “Why don’t you show me some clips of what you did before?”

Plum buries her head in her phone, scrolling to find something else to show me. I go behind her and raise the umbrella over my head.

She looked up.

Unfortunately for Plum, she sees it coming.

Cover and excerpt from TOO OLD FOR THIS by Samantha Downing. Text copyright (c) 2025 by Samantha Downing. Reprinted by permission of Penguin Random House. All rights reserved.

Too old for that will be published on August 12, 2025 and is now available for pre-order wherever books are sold.