Blue on Blue - Softcover

Maclean, Dal

Softcover

ISBN 10: 1935560689 ISBN 13: 9781935560685

Verlag: BLIND EYE BOOKS, 2020

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From Lambda Literary Award Finalist Dal MacleanAfter three years working as a private investigator, newly reinstated Detective Inspector Will Foster still holds himself responsible for the death of an officer under his command. But he’s returned to the Met bent on redeeming himself and that means bringing down gangland boss Joey Clarkson. Will’s prepared to put in long hours and make sacrifices for his work, even if it comes at a cost to his nascent romance with international model, Tom Gray. After all, Tom has a history of wandering but crime is a constant in London. And Will has committed himself to the Met. But when a murder in a Soho walkup leads Will into the world of corruption, he finds himself forced to investigate his own friends and colleagues. Now the place he turned for redemption seems to be built upon lies and betrayal. And someone is more than willing to resort to murder to keep it that way.

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Dal Maclean comes from Scotland. Her background is in journalism, and she has an undying passion for history, the more gossipy and scandalous the better. Dal has lived in Asia and worked all over the world, but home is now the UK. Her first book, 'Bitter Legacy' was a 2017 Lambda Literary Award finalist (Mystery), and was chosen by the American Library Association for their 2018 Over the Rainbow Recommended Books List.

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Will’s own uniformed reflection in the glass startled him -- his skin ghostly against his dark hair; his eyes, big, black holes in his face. He moved closer until the reflection vanished into the view outside. It had started to rain. Down in the street, he could see the same huddle of press photographers near a black SUV, hoods up, fumbling weather protection onto their equipment, and the line of uniformed drivers sitting in parked saloons. A couple of the paps noticed him framed in the window, and their cameras rose with hopeful instinct, then drooped again when they realised he was just a copper. He looked down at his phone, then glanced up again caught by the echo of a sudden definite movement.A shaven headed, stocky man had left the press group and was striding along the pavement until he reached a black limousine, parked several cars along. He didn’t seem bothered by the rain. It was only as he opened the driver’s door of the car though, that Will noticed an open window at the back, and a passenger peering out and up. It was a man’s face, and he was looking at Will.The abrupt shock of recognition was startling. Sleek, brushed back silver hair. Chiselled features. A mature face.As close to a consigliere as Joey Clarkson employed. Charles fucking Priestly.Why was Joey Clarkson’s adviser monitoring a police party? Monitoring James’s party?

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