Meet Rina Martin, a retired actress with a taste for tea, gardening and crime solving.
She played a TV sleuth for years, but now she has to do it for real.
It’s lonely out on the cliffs of Marlborough Head. Lonely and dangerous.
When a body washes up on the rocks below, everyone assumes it must be brutish Edward Parker. Weeks ago, he slipped over the cliff’s edge. Never to be seen again.
But on closer inspection, it’s not him.
The dead man is Pat Duggan, son of a wealthy nightclub owner. And it’s not the sea that killed him — it’s a gunshot wound.
In life, Pat had a habit of disappearing. He worked for his father, alongside missing Edward Parker.
Coincidence? Rina and her unlikely new detective friend don’t think so . . .
Can she unravel the mystery before more innocent victims die?
Meet Rina Martin, a retired actress with a taste for tea, gardening and crime solving.
She played a TV sleuth for years, but now she has to do it for real.
It’s lonely out on the cliffs of Marlborough Head. Lonely and dangerous.
When a body washes up on the rocks below, everyone assumes it must be brutish Edward Parker. Weeks ago, he slipped over the cliff’s edge. Never to be seen again.
But on closer inspection, it’s not him.
The dead man is Pat Duggan, son of a wealthy nightclub owner. And it’s not the sea that killed him — it’s a gunshot wound.
In life, Pat had a habit of disappearing. He worked for his father, alongside missing Edward Parker.
Coincidence? Rina and her unlikely new detective friend don’t think so . . .
Can she unravel the mystery before more innocent victims die?