Fingers crossed people like it! Paperback publication is a funny time. It’s the best chance for the book to reach a wide audience and Headline, my publishers, have worked very hard to make sure it’s in lots of shops. Part of me wants to hide under the table because it makes me feel a bit shy; but part of me also wants to go to every bookshop in London and point at it. Perhaps if any of you fine folk see it on the shelves you can point at it for me while I stay here and type away. I’d be very grateful.
Cumbria, 1783. A broken heritage; a secret history…
The tomb of the first Earl of Greta should have lain undisturbed on its island of bones for three hundred years. When idle curiosity opens the stone lid, however, inside is one body too many. Gabriel Crowther’s family bought the Gretas’ land long ago, and has suffered its own bloody history. His brother was hanged for murdering their father, the Baron of Keswick, and Crowther has chosen comfortable seclusion and anonymity over estate and title for thirty years. But the call of the mystery brings him home at last.
Travelling with forthright Mrs Harriet Westerman, who is escaping her own tragedy, Crowther finds a little town caught between new horrors and old, where ancient ways challenge modern justice. And against the wild and beautiful backdrop of fells and water, Crowther discovers that his past will not stay buried.