A DEAD PAEDOPHILE, AN ARSON ATTACK AND SEVERAL SETS OF SKELETAL REMAINS IN A CELLAR WAS NOT THE IDEAL START TO DCI CARTER’S DAY.
Praise for THE EURO MAN and other DCI Carter Mysteries
“The Euro Man, another exciting DCI Carter Mystery. A real page turner that grabs you on the very first page.”—Independent Review
THE ANNIVERSARY MAN
“Great. One of the best crime novels I have read. Easy to follow and a book to pick up when you have time to spare.”—Amazon Customer Review
“A fantastic edge of your seat read!! Well done.”—Karen Collings
THE BURNING MAN
“A thoughtful, emotionally challenging thriller. A great who-done-it novel.”—Goodreads Review
“A great read. Three investigations makes this is a fast-paced novel. A real page-turner.”—Waterstones Review.
From the moment they arrived on the demolition site, Callahan the foreman started quoting health and safety regulations. He insisted that before venturing into the building, the two officers from Kingsport CID, Detective Chief Inspector Bob Carter and Sergeant Marcia Kirby don hard hats and yellow vests. As Callahan led them cautiously through the empty rooms to the cellar, they understood why? Nothing in the interior of the old, two-storey English building looked safe.
The ceilings hung limply in the dust-laden air and fragments of lath and plaster littered the creaking floorboards. Mildew covered wallpaper still clung desperately to some of the walls. In the ceiling space, like great sheets of hair from an ancient hag, grey cobwebs hung, dirty and heavy with dust.
The pair descended the steps into the damp, musty-smelling cellar. Being a possible crime scene, Carter told Callahan to stay at the top. Apart from a few beams of sunlight leaking through holes in the floorboards above them, one arch light, powered by the generator outside, was their only source of light. Carter looked around. On the partly broken concrete floor lay the pneumatic drill dropped by the operator after retreating from his grisly find.
With only its empty eye sockets exposed above the soil, Carter bent down, scraped away some of the black earth, and examined the top half of a skull. ‘And just who are you, my friend?' he said, addressing it. ‘How did you get here?’
After a close examination, Carter straightened up and once again looked slowly around the cellar. As he did so, he called to Kirby, ‘Better give forensics a call. Tell Tim to bring his bucket and spade. He’s got a bit of digging to do!’
Genre: Mystery
Praise for THE EURO MAN and other DCI Carter Mysteries
“The Euro Man, another exciting DCI Carter Mystery. A real page turner that grabs you on the very first page.”—Independent Review
THE ANNIVERSARY MAN
“Great. One of the best crime novels I have read. Easy to follow and a book to pick up when you have time to spare.”—Amazon Customer Review
“A fantastic edge of your seat read!! Well done.”—Karen Collings
THE BURNING MAN
“A thoughtful, emotionally challenging thriller. A great who-done-it novel.”—Goodreads Review
“A great read. Three investigations makes this is a fast-paced novel. A real page-turner.”—Waterstones Review.
From the moment they arrived on the demolition site, Callahan the foreman started quoting health and safety regulations. He insisted that before venturing into the building, the two officers from Kingsport CID, Detective Chief Inspector Bob Carter and Sergeant Marcia Kirby don hard hats and yellow vests. As Callahan led them cautiously through the empty rooms to the cellar, they understood why? Nothing in the interior of the old, two-storey English building looked safe.
The ceilings hung limply in the dust-laden air and fragments of lath and plaster littered the creaking floorboards. Mildew covered wallpaper still clung desperately to some of the walls. In the ceiling space, like great sheets of hair from an ancient hag, grey cobwebs hung, dirty and heavy with dust.
The pair descended the steps into the damp, musty-smelling cellar. Being a possible crime scene, Carter told Callahan to stay at the top. Apart from a few beams of sunlight leaking through holes in the floorboards above them, one arch light, powered by the generator outside, was their only source of light. Carter looked around. On the partly broken concrete floor lay the pneumatic drill dropped by the operator after retreating from his grisly find.
With only its empty eye sockets exposed above the soil, Carter bent down, scraped away some of the black earth, and examined the top half of a skull. ‘And just who are you, my friend?' he said, addressing it. ‘How did you get here?’
After a close examination, Carter straightened up and once again looked slowly around the cellar. As he did so, he called to Kirby, ‘Better give forensics a call. Tell Tim to bring his bucket and spade. He’s got a bit of digging to do!’
Genre: Mystery
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