The reader is swept back to 1975, where the residents of a London suburb start dropping like flies, and GP Lance Elliot (yes, he's also the 'author'!) finds himself on the trail of the killer in his first murder case. A dry wit sparkles throughout, there's a great seventies nostalgia, and the quirky characters keep the reader guessing to the end. The relationship between Lance, his father, Dr Elliot Snr and Inspector Masson – like a seventies Gene Hunt – makes this a must-read.
It’s 1975. Lord Lucan has been named as the murderer of Sandra Rivett. And in the quietly anonymous town of Thornton Heath, it seems that murder is most certainly in the air…
It’s 1975. Lord Lucan has been named as the murderer of Sandra Rivett. And in the quietly anonymous town of Thornton Heath, it seems that murder is most certainly in the air…
Retired hard-man Charlie Daniels dies on his allotment. Verdict: death by natural causes. But Dr Lance Elliott isn’t so sure. Especially when more local residents start dying…
With the caustic Inspector Masson looking over his shoulder, he is soon uncovering the murky secrets of the seemingly normal members of the Thornton Heath Horticulture and Allotment Association in his hunt for the killer. And even Lance himself will discover that the past has a nasty habit of not staying buried forever.
Lance Elliot is the pseudonym of Dr Keith McCarthy, whose dark thrillers featuring pathologist John Eisenmenger are published by Constable & Robinson and now Severn House. He is a practising consultant cellular pathologist in Gloucestershire.
