“Ten more minutes,” Doyle assured her, holding a hand over her mobile so as to interrupt her pretend-conversation. “I’ll lose the light soon, ma’am.” The SOCO photographer approached, cold and unhappy, and small blame to her Doyle was equally cold and unhappy, but with better reason. Pulling out her mobile, she pretended to make a call just to appear busy. One of these fine days, someone else may make the same guess, and then the wretched cat would be among the wretched pigeons-although the mind boggled, trying to imagine Acton being called on the carpet by Professional Standards. The various Scotland Yard forensics personnel were impatiently waiting because Acton was delayed, and Doyle had a good guess as to why he was delayed.

As a newly-promoted DS, she should maintain a certain dignity and display her leadership abilities, even though she was longing to bite her nails and peer over the hedgerow toward the park entrance. All in all, it will make for a busy few weeks now, if only the ghosts that haunt the manor house would leave her alone.ĭetective Sergeant Kathleen Doyle was fretting fretting and stalling until Detective Chief Inspector Acton could make an appearance whilst she tried to appear calm and composed in front of the Scene of the Crime Officers. Not to mention she’s needed to quash a messy little blackmail plot, and do battle with the dowager Lady Acton. Meanwhile, the crises keep piling up Chief Inspector Acton, her husband, is up to something having to do with brassy female reporters and the heir to his estate, and when Acton is up to something, murder and mayhem are the certain result. Is the killer guilty about his own role in helping murderers get off, or is it someone who’s just had-it-up-to-here with the imperfect justice system?

It’s a puzzler, though this vigilante is staying to the shadows, and covering his tracks so that Detective Sergeant Kathleen Doyle is left to guess at his motivation. There’s an unusual killer combing London’s streets-a vigilante is at work, killing suspects from prior cases who were never convicted those who’d gotten away with murder, in hindsight. All you have to do is leave a comment telling her you want it. Naturally, she will give a copy of the book to one of you. Please welcome Anne Cleeland back to the blog! She is promoting her latest book, Murder in Hindsight.

Murder In Thrall by Anne Cleeland