#1 - Murder at Holly House
In a village of lies, death comes with the snow... A dazzling Christmas murder mystery from the No.1 bestselling author of the DCI Daley series.
'A quintessential slice of Yuletide murder mystery' Sun
'The feel-good factor is off the scale' The Times
'A fun book. Playful. One to make you smile' Stuart MacBride
A village of secrets.
It’s December 1952, and a dead stranger has been found lodged up the chimney of Holly House in the snow-covered town of Elderby. Is he a simple thief, or a would-be killer? Either way, he wasn’t on anyone’s Christmas wish-list.
A mystery that can’t be solved.
Inspector Frank Grasby is ordered to investigate. But as is often the way for him, things don’t go according to plan.
A Christmas to remember.
When the local doctor’s husband is murdered, Grasby begins to realize that everyone in Elderby is hiding something – and if he can’t uncover the truth soon, the whole country will pay a dreadful price...
Readers love Murder at Holly House!
'Vintage crime from a true master of the genre!' ? ? ? ? ?
'Wonderful, imaginative and difficult to put down...a real festive treat!' ? ? ? ? ?
'An intriguing mystery peppered with some delightful touches of humour.' ? ? ? ? ?
'The plot was immersive and the pacing was superb. There are twists and turns, secrets and lies. All you really need for a romp in the snow!' ? ? ? ? ?
'Who doesn’t love a Christmas murder mystery?' ? ? ? ? ?
'A quintessential slice of Yuletide murder mystery' Sun
'The feel-good factor is off the scale' The Times
'A fun book. Playful. One to make you smile' Stuart MacBride
A village of secrets.
It’s December 1952, and a dead stranger has been found lodged up the chimney of Holly House in the snow-covered town of Elderby. Is he a simple thief, or a would-be killer? Either way, he wasn’t on anyone’s Christmas wish-list.
A mystery that can’t be solved.
Inspector Frank Grasby is ordered to investigate. But as is often the way for him, things don’t go according to plan.
A Christmas to remember.
When the local doctor’s husband is murdered, Grasby begins to realize that everyone in Elderby is hiding something – and if he can’t uncover the truth soon, the whole country will pay a dreadful price...
Readers love Murder at Holly House!
'Vintage crime from a true master of the genre!' ? ? ? ? ?
'Wonderful, imaginative and difficult to put down...a real festive treat!' ? ? ? ? ?
'An intriguing mystery peppered with some delightful touches of humour.' ? ? ? ? ?
'The plot was immersive and the pacing was superb. There are twists and turns, secrets and lies. All you really need for a romp in the snow!' ? ? ? ? ?
'Who doesn’t love a Christmas murder mystery?' ? ? ? ? ?
#2 - The Christmas Stocking Murders
A case shrouded in secrets.
It’s just before Christmas, 1953. Grasby and Juggers are investigating a puzzling murder in the remote village of Uthley’s Bay. A fisherman has been found dead on the beach, with a stocking wound tight round his throat.
A festive mystery for one and all.
Hundreds of pairs of stockings, in neat cellophane bags, soon wash up on the shore. A blizzard cuts off Grasby and Juggers from help, and the local innkeeper is murdered. Any remaining Christmas cheer goes up in smoke as the villagers refuse to talk, leaving the two detectives chasing false leads in the snow.
A winter wonderland with no escape.
To make matters worse, Grasby can’t stop thinking about stockings. Why does everyone seem to be enjoying strangely high standards of hosiery, even beneath their oilskins? Who is the sinister bespectacled man snooping around their hotel? And how can they solve the murder when everyone in the village is a suspect?
It’s just before Christmas, 1953. Grasby and Juggers are investigating a puzzling murder in the remote village of Uthley’s Bay. A fisherman has been found dead on the beach, with a stocking wound tight round his throat.
A festive mystery for one and all.
Hundreds of pairs of stockings, in neat cellophane bags, soon wash up on the shore. A blizzard cuts off Grasby and Juggers from help, and the local innkeeper is murdered. Any remaining Christmas cheer goes up in smoke as the villagers refuse to talk, leaving the two detectives chasing false leads in the snow.
A winter wonderland with no escape.
To make matters worse, Grasby can’t stop thinking about stockings. Why does everyone seem to be enjoying strangely high standards of hosiery, even beneath their oilskins? Who is the sinister bespectacled man snooping around their hotel? And how can they solve the murder when everyone in the village is a suspect?