James Oswald is the author of the Sunday Times bestselling Inspector McLean series of detective mysteries, the DC Constance Fairchild series and, as J. D. Oswald, the standalone novel Broken Ghosts. James's first book, Natural Causes, was shortlisted for the British Book Awards Debut Author Award. His latest book, The Rest is Death, is the fourteenth in the Inspector McLean series. James farms pedigree Highland cows by day, writes disturbing fiction by night.
Cold as the Grave. A CHILLING INSPECTOR McLEAN THRILLER FROM THE MILLION-COPY BESTSELLING AUTHOR
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- Nombre de pages352
- FormatePub
- ISBN978-1-4722-4991-3
- EAN9781472249913
- Date de parution06/02/2019
- Protection num.Adobe DRM
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurWildfire
Résumé
Her lifeless body is hidden in the dark corner of a basement room, a room which seems to have been left untouched for decades. A room which feels as cold as the grave.'Thrilling right to the end' ? ? ? ? ? READER REVIEW'Hats off to James Oswald' ? ? ? ? ? READER REVIEW'One of my favourite crime series' ? ? ? ? ? READER REVIEWAs a rowdy demonstration makes its slow and vocal way along Edinburgh's Royal Mile, Detective Chief Inspector Tony McLean's team are on stand-by for any trouble.
The newly promoted McLean is distracted, inexplicably drawn to a dead-end mews street .
The newly promoted McLean is distracted, inexplicably drawn to a dead-end mews street .



















