Bitter Legacy

by Dal Maclean

Overview

London.

Detective Sergeant James Henderson’s remarkable gut instincts have put him on a three-year fast track to becoming an inspector. But the advancement of his career has come at a cost. Gay, posh and eager to prove himself in the Metropolitan Police, James has allowed himself few chances for romance.

But when the murder of barrister Maria Curzon-Whyte lands in his lap, all that changes. His investigation leads him to a circle of irresistibly charming men. And though he knows better, James finds himself enticed into their company.

Soon his desire for photographer Ben Morgan challenges him to find a way into the other man’s lifestyle of one-night stands and carefree promiscuity. At the same time his single murder case multiplies into a cruel pattern of violence and depravity.

But as the bodies pile up and shocking secrets come to light, James finds both his tumultuous private life and coveted career threatened by a bitter legacy.

Product Details

BN ID:	2940155186724
Publisher:	Blind Eye Books
Publication date:	10/04/2016
Sold by:	Smashwords
Format:	eBook
Sales rank:	894,448
File size:	887 KB

About the Author

Dal Maclean comes from the North of Scotland and has a background in journalism, and a passion for history. She's lived in Asia and worked all over the world, but the UK, and currently the Scottish countryside, is home. She dislikes the TragicGay trope but also believes characters should have to work for a happy ending. She has a fatal weakness for Agatha Christie.

Read an Excerpt

James parked his car behind an open-doored ambulance and looked around narrowly as he stepped out into the damp, London night air.
The quiet, innocuous and very expensive cul-de-sac sat tucked away behind the flashy roar of Brompton Road: on one side, an elegantly-painted, Georgian mews terrace, on the other a red brick monstrosity of doubtful lineage. Right now though, two blue-flashing patrol cars disfigured the subdued wealth of the street. Garish yellow crime-scene tape cordoned-off a large area of the pavement in front of a shiny, black front door.
All very vulgar.
James paced to the boot of his Honda and dug into the plastic box of equipment there, full of tools, polythene bags, and a white forensic containment suit, which he immediately shouldered into. The final touch was a pair of garishly purple, latex surgical gloves. He pulled up the suit hood carefully to cover his thick, light hair.
The uniformed PC standing in front of the house was unfamiliar, so James flashed his badge before ducking under the tape across the door, onto the single front step.
A woman was lying face down in the hall, very near the door. Silky, dark, shoulder-length hair obscured most of her face, sticking to the large pool of coagulated scarlet beneath her upper body. Her tight skirt was ruched up to the top of her thighs, but from where James was standing, her black tights didn't appear to have been interfered with.

Editorial Reviews

"At last. A genuinely riveting new voice in M/M mystery. Dal Maclean is a force to be reckoned with." — Josh Lanyon, award-winning Adrien English Mysteries

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