Arbroath Smokie Slaying

by Steve Higgs

Overview

'Wow, this book was hard to put down. The characters come to life and you become engaged in their adventures.'

On a culinary tour of the British Isles, a retired detective and a failed police dog intend to taste the kippers that made the town famous …

… but when the first person they meet turns up dead a few hours later in an apparent suicide neither one of them believes, both man and dog must accept they’ve stumbled into another mystery. All too soon, they wish they hadn’t poked their noses in because what they have uncovered could be truly sinister.

Hidden in the past, a crime few know about yearns to be revealed, but there are some who will do anything to ensure the secret never sees the light of day.

Is the slaying finished?

Baking. It can get a guy killed.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781739738242
Publisher:	Stevehiggsbooks
Publication date:	01/29/2021
Pages:	380
Product dimensions:	5.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.78(d)

About the Author

When Steve Higgs wrote his debut novel, Paranormal Nonsense, he was a captain in the British Army. He would like to pretend that he had one of those careers that must be blacked out and generally denied by the government, and that he has to change his name and move constantly because he is still on the watch list in several countries. In truth, though, he started out as a mechanic - not like Jason Statham in the film by that name, sneaking around as a hitman, but more like one of those sleazy guys who charges a fortune and keeps your car for a week even though the only thing you went in for was a squeaky door hinge.

At school, he was largely disinterested in all subjects except creative writing, for which he won his first prize at the age of ten. However, calling it the first prize he won suggests that there were other prizes, which is not the case. Awards may yet come, but in the meantime, he enjoys writing mystery and thriller novels and claims to have more than a hundred books forming a restless queue in his mind because they are desperate to be written.

Now retired from the military, he lives in southeast England with a duo of lazy sausage dogs. Surrounded by rolling hills, brooding castles, and vineyards, he doubts he'll ever leave, the beer is just too good.