A woman disappears in suspicious circumstances, the obvious suspect is murdered, and a family tears itself apart. When master sleuth Lord Edgington is called to investigate the disappearance of a politician’s wife at a beauty spot in the countryside, things go badly from the outset. A bloody and abandoned car hints at a dark fate for the missing woman, and when her husband forbids the detectives from entering his property, there is only one conclusion to draw. The case is soon turned on its head when the prime suspect is murdered and the heirs to the grand estate at Silent Pool clash. But which of the five bickering siblings wanted their parents dead and who will the killer target next? As the police fail to get the situation under control, and two warring camps emerge, Lord Edgington and his increasingly capable assistant must dig into the past of a unique and uniquely horrible family if they wish to catch the culprit before there is no one left to blame. A 1920s whodunit with a warm-hearted and original detective duo, a cast of well-drawn characters and a mystery that will leave you guessing right to the end. Death at Silent Pool is the fourteenth novel in the witty and twisty “Lord Edgington Investigates” series, but can be listened to as a standalone case.
Author
Writing has always been my passion. It was my favourite hour a week at primary school, and I started on my first, truly abysmal book as a teenager. So it wasn’t a difficult decision to study literature at university which led to an MA in Creative Writing. I spent a long time writing kids’ books, including funny fairy tales, dystopic adventures and serious issue-based YA, before switching to murder mysteries last year. I grew up in a crime fiction family and spent a long time dreaming up the idea for my detective Izzy Palmer’s debut novel. A Corpse Called Bob is my first full-length book for adults in what is already becoming a long series. I’m a Welsh-Irish-Englishman originally from South London but now living with my French/Spanish wife and slightly muddled daughter in Burgos, a beautiful city in the north of Spain. I write overlooking the Castilian countryside, trying not to be distracted by the vultures and red kites that fly past my window each day.
