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Tag Archives: Detective
Baia Terme Station
Charcoal sketch of Baia Terme station (now closed) where PO Jones was shot in ‘79. The Alcoholic Mercenary on special tomorrow. “…this book was utterly compelling from beginning to end” — Book Bandit’s Library #BookRecommendations #readingcommunity #CrimeFiction
The Hidden Syndicate
An unlikely team thrown together in a battle against a hidden enemy. Love, crime, blood, and intrigue in Southern Italy. What more could a reader want? amazon.co.uk/dp/B0862GX8W6🇬🇧 amazon.com/dp/B0862GX8W6🇺🇸 amazon.ca/dp/B0862GX8W6🇨🇦
Just a taste
‘What will you do?’ Jake asked her. She shrugged and looked across the Potomac. A dampness in her underarms was irritating her. It wasn’t that hot. Being called to see the director caused the sweat to overpower her roll-on and stain the underarms of her pantsuit. Or so she thought. She didn’t have much experienceContinue reading “Just a taste”
Phil Hughes
The following interviews were conducted after the release of The Alcoholic Mercenary. Interview 1 This interview was conducted by EJ from BusyWords: My guest today is Phil Hughes, who published his 17th historical novel last month, The Alcoholic Mercenary. I was interested to meet him because he achieved what many of us dream of inContinue reading “Phil Hughes”
The Reticent Detective – Trailer – Due for release in the autumn
The Love Nest Laconto could not believe his luck as he stopped at the bedroom door and looked down on the near naked form of Welch. She was tangled in the top sheet, all that was needed in the balmy autumn nights, looking like she’d been wrestling a crocodile. Tray in hand, he moved toContinue reading “The Reticent Detective – Trailer – Due for release in the autumn”
Living the Life
I have often been asked why I write about organized crime and corruption in Southern Italy. What could I possibly know about it? I admit, I am no Roberto Saviano, however, I lived in a village north of Naples for thirteen years. I saw first hand the life the locals led, governed by La Camorra,Continue reading “Living the Life”