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The Bodies at Westgrave Hall
A large country mansion. A locked room. A gruesome murder.
Russian oligarch Alexander Volkov has invited 1000 guests to a party at his palatial Surrey residence, Westgrave Hall. But while giving a private tour of the library, a gunman kills Volkov, wounding his ex-wife and slaying her new beau. Nothing makes sense to DCI Craig Gillard. In the blood splattered crime scene there are no forensic traces of anyone else involved, CCTV shows no one entered or left the library, and everyone seems to have an alibi.
The Body on the Island
Late on midsummer’s night there is a splash in the river Thames. A body is found on an island, asphyxiated and laced with strange markings. For DCI Craig Gillard it’s a baffling case. The victim’s identity is elusive, clues are scarce and every witness has something to hide.
Meanwhile one of Britain’s deadliest serial killers is finally up for parole after a deal to reveal the location of two missing bodies. The felon has his own plans to get even with witnesses, accusers and the officer who caught him thirty years before. And who was that?
A young trainee, by the name of Gillard.
It seems like a routine disappearance, a case of musician’s stage fright. As a senior detective, Craig Gillard isn’t sure why he’s even involved. Until it turns out the woman’s father is the German Minister of Justice, and the British Home Secretary is on the case too.
But nothing about the case is simple. How does a woman on a train simply vanish? What do you do when a trail runs cold and the pressure is on?
Before long the perpetrator has another target: DCI Gillard himself. What if the detective isn’t just running the case, but is part of it? The victim merely a lure for a bigger fish.
The answer is under the bridge. The chilling setting for the biggest challenge of his life.
A young detective is out for a jog on a snowy winter morning. Then she sees something terrible: a murder in the park, sudden and inexplicable. A woman has been killed by a passing hooded cyclist.
It’s just DCI Craig Gillard’s luck that he’s on duty. The body is that of Tanvi Roy, one of the richest women in Britain and matriarch of a food empire. With a tangled web of family and business contacts and jealousies, Gillard’s job just got even more complex.
As he delves deeper into the Roy family, it’s clear that everything is not as it seems. As the investigation threatens to unravel, Gillard realises its only the beginning of his problems. Trouble of a different sort is brewing close to home…
The Body in the Mist
A brutal murder hints at a terrifying mystery, and this time it’s personal.
A body is found on a quiet lane in Exmoor, victim of a hit and run. He has no ID, no wallet, no phone, and – after being dragged along the road – no recognisable face.
Meanwhile, fresh from his last case, DCI Craig Gillard is unexpectedly called away to Devon on family business.
Gillard is soon embroiled when the car in question is traced to his aunt. As he delves deeper, a dark mystery reveals itself, haunted by family secrets, with repercussions Gillard could never have imagined.
The past has never been deadlier.
The Body on the Shore
In the supposedly-safe London commuter belt of Surrey, an assassin is at work. Promising young architect Peter Young is shot dead at his desk during the Friday morning rush hour. DCI Craig Gillard is quickly on the scene, but even as runnels of blood creep across the tracing paper, the detective knows that the most crucial question in solving the crime will be one word: Why?
Two weeks later, and 250 miles north on the Lincolnshire coast another body is found on a windswept beach. In this case there is no identity for the young man, just a curious brand burned into his neck. Linking these crimes and this insignia takes all his ingenuity, and leads Gillard abroad to a land where the normal limits of criminality do not apply, and blood and honour are the only laws.
When a woman goes missing, it gets personal for DCI Craig Gillard. But he could never imagine what happens next
Criminologist Martin Knight lives a gilded life and is a thorn in the side of the police. But then his wife Liz goes missing. There is no good explanation and no sign of Martin…
To make things worse, Liz is the ex-girlfriend of DCI Craig Gillard who is drawn into the investigation. Is it just a missing person or something worse? And what relevance do the events around the shocking Girl F case, so taken up by Knight, have to do with the present?
The truth is darker than you could ever have imagined.
In Manchester, two hardened gang members on the run take Catherine Blake and her one-year-old son hostage at gunpoint. She is in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Held in a Transit van, Catherine needs a plan fast. But it means diving into her captors’ risk-drenched world, and playing them at their own game.
Catherine has been through cancer, miscarriages and five draining years of IVF in order to have her son Ethan. He is the most precious thing in the world. She may be terrified out of her wits, but she’d do anything to protect him. Anything, no matter what the cost.
When evil and beauty collide
Voted the world’s most beautiful woman, twenty-three-year-old model Mira Roskova is admired, envied and desired. But celebrity extracts its pound of flesh. Threatened and harassed online, stalked by besotted fans, beaten up by a man who claims to love her, Mira is assailed on all sides. Home isn’t safe, friends can’t be trusted, freedoms melt away. Where does the image end and the real person begin?
Tomorrow should be the greatest day of Erica Stroud-Jones’s life. The brilliant young British scientist has found a revolutionary way to beat a deadly tropical disease. Millions of lives could be saved, a Nobel Prize beckons. She is in Amsterdam. Tomorrow she presents her secret research to a scientific conference.
Chris Wyrecliffe has it all. A nationally recognised BBC Radio journalist, based in London, a former war correspondent, and a tireless worker for charity. But his heart lies elsewhere. Back in the Middle East. As the Arab Spring wells up, unfinished business from twenty years ago seeps back into his life.
Retired civil servant Bernard Jones isn’t, as he would be the first to agree, the world’s greatest investor. The man who lost money with shares in Jarvis and Railtrack, and who retains a with-profits policy with Equitable Life has proved that the best way to make a small fortune in shares is to start with a large one.
In this second volume of the Bernard Jones Diaries, retired civil servant Bernard Jones is approaching his 64th birthday. Making money through investing remains as elusive as ever, though his overbearing and over-sexed wife Eunice finds no trouble spending it. Hell’s Bells, the share club started at the Ring o’Bells pub by a coterie of dubious acquaintances, seems to be a better forum for gawping at barmaids and consuming pork scratchings than it is for an elevated debate over price earnings ratios and dividend yields.
When it comes to money, Bernard Jones is a bit of a dunce. The retired civil servant and amateur investor discovers that when share prices start plunging his wealth falls even faster. As the credit crunch bites, he and his share club cronies at the Ring o’Bells pub find they can’t bank on a bank, build wealth on a housebuilder, nor rely on a retailer. Bernard can, however, rely on his domineering wife Eunice. A woman of persistent passion and advancing dress size, she single-handedly keeps Britain’s consumer spending alive. From sustainable teak gnocchi spoons to Andalucian macrame shoe organisers, there isn’t much you can teach Eunice about stocking up on essentials.