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Today I’m on the ‘Dead Drift’ blogtour, organized by Zooloo’s Book Tours.
To promote this book I have an excerpt, but before I let you read it first some ‘basic’ information.
About the Author :
Born in West London, the middle of three boys, Andy won a scholarship to Lord Wandsworth College. He represented the school at most sports and also played rugby for Hampshire at Under 18 level.
After university, working life began with H. M. Customs & Excise, mostly on Mobile Task Force Units and Rummage Crews out of Southampton. He then moved to the Police as a beat bobby in Dorset.
He now works in property and lives in the South Downs, West Sussex. Often found at crime writing festivals and an avid reader, Andy regularly files reviews with the renowned crime fiction eZine Shotsmag.
You can see Andy chatting about writing and Dead Drift with renowned crime writing interviewer, Jacky Gramosi Collins (Dr Noir) for Noir At The Bar – Edinburgh via here.
Former Detective Inspector Jack Lunn is enjoying the quiet life.
Twenty years on from being medically retired from the job with Hampshire Police, he’s earned his quiet routine of long walks in the New Forest.
However, Jack’s peace is shattered when he discovers the body of a friend and local landowner while on a fishing trip.
Drawn into the investigation, he comes face to face with an old colleague, and the police investigation machine he thought he had left behind.
As family secrets are exposed and a reporter takes an interest, Jack and his partner’s eldest daughter Gemma, a former military intelligence officer set to work to uncover who killed his friend.
As the body count rises, can they both unravel the mystery before it’s too late, or will Jack’s life be sacrificed as just so much dead drift.
After they waved their guests off later that day, Jack’s thoughts returned to the news of the arrest.
There wasn’t any way he could reconcile his belief that they’d got it wrong. It wasn’t about just joining the dots and then making what evidence you had, however circumstantial, fit what you needed to make the case. A case always made him think of a jigsaw with some pieces missing.
Unfortunately, a newly promoted Geoff Cooke wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth. If he felt that it would help his clear up rates, he’d pursue the poacher like a hound on a scent trail.
It didn’t take too long to get the dining room straight, clearing the dishes and glasses into the dishwasher. Gem arrived home and her eyes lit upon the remains of the beef joint and this was soon joined on a plate by the last few roast potatoes, veg and a generous ladle of gravy. Jack marvelled at how she could eat and drink whatever she wanted, but still stayed whippet thin.
As Sarah had settled down to some marking, Jack strolled down to the shed and slumped in his chair. He tied a few flies, but couldn’t get the arrest out of his head, so took his mobile phone out of his pocket and sent a message to Mick Sparkes.
‘I know Seth and it would be totally out of character for him. Meet up soon?’
He looked in on Sarah, but it was apparent that she was only halfway through a mountain of essays, so he trooped upstairs and knocked on Gem’s door.
‘Fancy taking the dogs for a walk?’ Lunn asked.
‘Where were you thinking of going?’
‘Down by the river, past Andy Fairford’s place.’
‘I see, stop off and have a chat with the River Keeper,’ she replied. ‘I hear they’ve made an arrest and you’re not happy about who they’ve arrested, are you?’
Lunn shook his head, ‘I’m not and maybe Andy can shed some light on my doubts.’
‘Who have they nicked for it?’
‘Seth? Now I can understand why you’re not happy.’
The Magic of Wor(l)ds