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Book SynopsisHow well do you know the man you love?
A woman''s body is washed up on the rocks by the castle ruins in St Andrews with evidence of strangulation, and no ID. Two days into the case, a call from another woman claiming to be the victim''s friend could be DCI Andy Gilchrist''s first solid lead. But when she fails to turn up for an interview, Gilchrist fears the worst. The next day, they find her battered body.
Gilchrist''s focus centres on his prime suspect, a local handyman with a reputation of being a ladies'' man, who seems to have no history beyond three years, the length of time he''s been living in the East Neuk. But before Gilchrist can bring him in for questioning, he vanishes.
Would you trust the man you love with your life? If you do, he might just take it.
Praise for T.F. Muir:
''Rebus did it for Edinburgh. Laidlaw did it for Glasgow. Gilchrist might just be the bloke to put St Andrews on the crime fiction map'' Daily Record
Trade Review
DCI Gilchrist is a thoughtful, believable character, leading a well-rounded team. Muir knows what he's about . . . A truly gripping read, with all the makings of a classic series -- Mick Herron, winner of the 2013 CWA Gold Dagger Award
DCI Gilchrist is a thoughtful, believable character, leading a well-rounded team. Muir knows what he's about . . . A truly gripping read, with all the makings of a classic series -- Mick Herron, winner of the 2013 CWA Gold Dagger Award
Rebus did it for Edinburgh. Laidlaw did it for Glasgow. Gilchrist might just be the bloke to put St Andrews on the crime fiction map * Daily Record *
A bright new recruit to the swelling army of Scots crime writers -- Quintin Jardine
Gripping and grisly, with plenty of twists and turns that race along with black humour -- Craig Robertson
Gilchrist is intriguing, bleak and vulnerable . . . if I were living in St Andrews I'd sleep with the lights on -- Anna Smith
St Andrews is a hotbed of murder, keeping DCI Andy Gilchrist busy in this tartan noir series. Gripping! * Evening Telegraph *
Gripping! * Peterborough Telegraph *
