Blog Tour Book Review: A Shadow On The Lens by Sam Hurcom

I am an absolute sucker for a mystery, but a historical mystery with supernatural tendencies is pretty much one of my gold standards.

So I was delighted to be asked to take part in the blog tour for A Shadow On The Lens, the debut novel of Sam Hurcom. And what a debut it is!

Many thanks go to Tracy Fenton @Compulsive Readers for the opportunity to get stuck into this intriguing book.

So where to begin..

Well the year is 1904 and our narrator, pioneering forensic photographer and police investigator, Thomas Bexley is on his way to rural Wales. Here in a remote village a young girl, Betsan has been found murdered. Her body is abandoned in the local woods, wrapped in chains and burnt.

Yet, despite the grisly nature of the crime Bexley is unfazed. An experienced professional, he approaches his task in a calm and methodical manner. Thomas Bexley is a man of the world, not given to sentiment and possessing of the arrogance of a man in control.

Which makes what happens next all the more unsettling and, I won’t lie dear readers, at times down right terrifying!!

From the moment Bexley arrives in the village it is clear that things are not what seem or indeed should be. Met by Robert Cummings, head of the local council, Thomas is quickly made aware that his presence is resented. Locals are reluctant to talk to him, his accommodation is mean and no one is expecting him to stay around for long.

It is also clear that an air of distaste surrounds the young victim. Betsan was not well respected or even liked within the village. Cummings and his young Constable have her marked as promiscuous, her end inevitable and most likely the work of travellers who have conveniently moved on.

But Thomas is not so quick to judge and sets about conducting a thorough investigation, one that quickly throws up a host of questions and few answers.

Why for example did Betsan and her mother, live in a hovel on the edges of the village?How can the scorch marks at the murder site still be warm hours, even days after the body’s removal? And why is the body being kept away from the village in a church cellar in a remote hamlet, a place that has been deserted by it’s inhabitants? And what role does the memory stricken Colonel and Lord of the Manor have to play in all this?

Bexley’s investigation is further impeded by the fact that the locals believe the death is the work of an evil spirit, they believe inhabits the woodland.

Determine to brush such concerns aside Thomas attempts to forge ahead with his investigation, but are the villagers fears unfounded? As his initial ease grows Bexley finds himself in the grip of a sudden and unexplained fever. Discomfort turns to terror and the boundaries of reality and supernatural are twisted beyond recognition.

Hurcom’s employment of the unreliable narrator, losing himself and his way before our very eyes leads the reader into a dark maze of tangled truths and buried mysteries. Are the terrible visions and unexplained noises, due to Bexley’s malady or something more sinister?

There is a pervading air of madness running throughout the plot. Hurcom has created a cast of characters where no one seem entirely in possession of their wits and the truth is increasingly hard to pin down. And as with all truly great ghost stories the weather plays it’s part. One great storm rages, a storm that recks havoc with the minds and bodies of the story inhabitants, isolating and increasing levels of fear.

The plotting is perfect, a short time frame means that the action moves along at a lick and the pages keep turning. The tale twists and turns in it’s way to discover what truly happened to the unfortunate victim. Hurcom lays many a false trail and leaves you questioning every detail to the last line of the book.

A Shadow On the Lens is a deliciously dark tale combining crime and supernatural happenings. It has all the right ingredients for a truly gothic story; inclement weather, long held myths, terrified locals and a remote location.

And of course a twist…

And there is more…

If you want hear more about this book check out the rest of the blog tour. Details below…

Happy reading


Blog Tour Review : The Last Landlady by Laura Thompson

Social history has always fascinated me. I still harbour a simmering resentment to the well meaning 6th Form tutor who persuaded me that taking History as a third A Level option was a bad idea. Too many essay subjects apparently. Still one of my biggest regrets.

But I digress…

However, the point is any chance I get to read history, particualrly the nitty gritty of social history, then I take it. Over the years I have come to realise that the way the key events of history affect the ‘ordinary’ people is often more interesting and more poignant than the events themselves. And it is always particularly interesting for me to see how these events have affected women.

So when Anne Cater got in touch and invited me on to the tour for Laura Thompson’s book The Last Landlady I jumped at the chance.

Published on 6th September by Unbound, this is at first glance the story of Laura’s Grandmother, Violet , ‘Vi’ to her regulars, who was the first woman in England to be given a publican’s licence in her own name.

This is a memoir of the truest kind. There is no delving into the hidden past of Vi’s life, just a simple and often powerful remembering of the author’s formidable Grandmother

“For although I am nostalgic for her – something she would have liked but not really understood – I have no desire to research her. I simply present her, as she presented herself to me, as I remember her at the pub.”

Pg 42 – The Last Landlady – Laura Thompson

Born and raised in a such an establishment, Vi embodied the atmosphere and appeal of the traditional British Pub. Having served in her father’s London pub, keeping spirits up during the Blitz, indeed providing safe haven in the pub’s cellars as the bombs began to fall, Vi was denied the pub’s licence upon her father’s death. It was simply not the done thing to hand such a privilege to a divorced single mother.

When she finally persuaded the brewery to grant her a licence it was of a somewhat run down establishment in the rural home counties. Vi turned that pub into the hub of the community. A place which welcomed all, but was run on certain unspoken but ‘known’ rules; the etiquette of the local pub. It was a place that provided local information, possibly gossip, often solice, understanding and comfort, and importantly company.

Vi is remembered and therefore portrayed as a woman in her element. In complete charge of her domain, she is tolerant, understanding and welcoming. Described by her granddaughter as ‘classless’ she had the ability to become whatever her patrons needed her to be, whilst retaining her identity and her authority.

Her beliefs and politics were what we would now describe as ‘liberal’, tolerate of minority groups long before most of society caught up. There is a beautiful story about her lending ‘Lot and Lil’, a homosexual couple who frequented her father’s pub during the war years, her black velvet dresses to wear for parties. Similarly she takes well respected regulars out to the car park and goes ‘coldly berserk’ after they begin whispering loudly and judgementally in corners about a mixed race couple.

Her relationship with alcohol is complex. Quite clearly she worships it, describing the perfect gin as ‘bloody beautiful’ and building her whole livelihood around it’s selling and consumption. But crucially she respects it. She is tolerate of those who drink and get drunk but finds a ‘bad drunk’ distasteful. She would, for example, frown upon those punters if today who drink to excess before a night out, preloading at home before setting off into town. For Vi alcohol is something to be savoured, enjoyed and an experience to be shared, not something to be guzzled and later regretted.

But for all of it’s focus on the formidable Violet this book is more than a memoir. Through her Grandmother’s story and, indeed, her own role within it, Laura Thompson looks at the changing face, role and status of the ‘Pub’ within our society, examining the factors behind it’s ever evolving nature.

Thompson looks back with intelligence and insight into the history of brewing from the Middle Ages and beyond. She charts the role of women, who were once at the forefront of brewing and serving ale, working from home in the original cottage industry. Landladies, in one form or another, were historically common place, important and accepted. It was ‘the determined force of religion’ which sought to moderate, regulate and curtail the sale of alcohol that undermined and practically halted the involvement of women within the industry.

Thompson looks in detail that the many incantations and variations of the pub through the centuries, providing a comprehensive social history that brings us bang up to date with the family, theme and gastro pubs of today.

This is a unique, compelling and entertaining read. Without a doubt it is one woman’s tribute to her Grandmother, cherised and admired, but it is so much more than that. It is also an insightful account of the role of the ‘pub’, ever evolving, throughout British History.

About the Author…

Laura Thompson won the Somerset Maugham award with her first book The Dogs, and wrote two books about horse racing while living in Newmarket. Her biographical study of Nancy Mitford, Life in a Cold Climate (2003) was followed by a major biography of Agatha Christie. A Different Class of Murder: The Story of Lord Lucan was published in 2014 and her 2015 book Take Six Girls: The Lives of the Mitford Sisters was recently sold to television. She lives in Richmond.

Laura Thompson.

And there is more…

For more information and reviews of this fascinating book check out the other Fanta bloggers on The Last Landlady tour listed below.

Book Birthday Blitz: The Fourth Victim by John Mead

Today I have my party hat on, already to be part of the #BookBirthdayBlitz for The Fourth Victim by John Mead. This ‘one day only event’ comes ahead of the publication of John’s next police procedural and follow up novel Geraldine, published on 28th September.

Thank you, as always, to Rachel at Rachel’s Random Resources for the opportunity to read, review and take part.

Ever start reading a book and immediately you can ‘see’ the story playing out in your head?

That is exactly what happened to me when I started read The Fourth Victim by John Mead.

As the story begins we join Detective Inspector Matthew Merry as he enters his last case. Having seemingly lost heart for active policing Merry is being sidelined into a desk job, his superiors questioning recent lacklustre performances.

Before he leaves he has one last case to solve.

The body of a young woman, Lynsey Hensley has been found in a local park. Nothing has been stolen and it seems the victim was attacked from behind in broad daylight.

Along with Detective Sergeant Julie Lukula, Merry begins chasing up the few leads they have. The case is quickly linked to an earlier attack on a young drug addict and prostitute Jody Grahame, and then a third girl, Madeline Turner is found dead.

Is there a serial killer on the loose? And if so what connects the three girls, apart from the hammer blow to the head that killed them all?

Does the key lie with Jenny Cowan, a young woman who is admitted to hospital after attempting to take her own life. Her prints match those found at one of the murder scenes.

But there is a problem.

Jenny suffers from Dissociative Identify Disorder (DID), meaning as witnesses or even suspects go she is unreliable in the extreme. Her multiple personalities work against each other, indeed the investigating team never know which one will come to the fore.

So when her therapist Dr Alima Hussan offers to guide the police through their interviews it seems like an offer too good to miss.

Or is it? Is the charismatic Alima everything she seems? Or is she about to blow this investigation wide apart?

The thing I loved about this novel was undoubtedly it’s characters. Bottom line is that the key characters are believable and crucially flawed.

Now I love a flawed character, especially in a police procedural. I always feel it adds an edge to the characters and makes them plausible and authentic.

And D.I. Merry is certainly flawed.

It is the human element of Merry’s behaviour and those around him that adds the feeling of jeopardy to this case.

The dialogue throughout is consistently well written. It flows seamlessly, creating situations which are within touching distance of the reader and all cloaked in impeccable research.

This is a novel filled with surprises, twists and turns. Nothing is quite what it seems at first or even second glance, and what you thought you knew at the beginning will be turned on it’s head by the end.

About the author

And there is more…

To read more reviews of The Fourth Victim check out the blogs below. Happy Reading.

Blog Tour Review – The Man Who Saw Everything – Deborah Levy

Deborah Levy is a writer unlike no other.

This strikes me, even as I write it, as a sentence that feels over used and some what stale. But that doesn’t stop it from being true.

There are so many authors out there that I admire but Levy’s work is always immediately identifiable as hers. Her work is consistently insightful, always complex and raw, and always magnificent.

I am thrilled to be part of the blog tour for her third Man Booker long listed novel, The Man Who Saw Everything.

The novel centres on Saul Alder, a young historian and opens in 1988. Saul is knocked over on the famous Abbey Road crossing, and despite a rather confusing encounter with the driver who hits him, seems physically unharmed. Immediately after the accident he visits his girlfriend, Jennifer Moreau, a talented American art student and fiesty independent women, who has imposed clear rules on their relationship.

This evening is a crossroads in their relationship. Saul is about to embark on a research trip to the German Democratic Republic (GDR), Jennifer is finishing her studies and moving on. Saul proposes marriage, Jennifer ends the relationship. The theme of misremembering, misinterpretation and conflict begins, and we get our first glimpse of the nature of Saul Alder.

For Levy has created a character that is intelligent, beautiful and articulate. Having lost his mother at an early age Saul seems emotionally tied to the past. At odds with his working class father and bully of a brother, refusing to remove his mothers pearls, Saul Alder is self absorbed, often selfish, but certainly not self aware. A man with an incredible eye for detail in the world around him, he is woefully lacking in his understanding of his own character and behaviour.

As his relationship with Jennifer ends Saul travels to the GDP. He is assigned a translator, Walter Muller, with whom he begins a relationship, one which comes to dominate his life despite it’s breivity. He also becomes involved with Walter’s sister Luna, a young woman looking for her key to the west.

The second half of the book takes place in 2016. Saul has again been struck by a car, again on the infamous Abbey Road crossing. This time he is seriously injured and the second half of the book is an account of his time in hospital. A time where the threads of his life come together and Saul begins to face the man he is.

Throughout the novel there runs an overwhelming sense of history; personal history and world history, particulary that of Europe. It is not a linear presentation, rather it is fragmented, appearing in snapshots, interpreted and misrembered by individual characters each adding their own version of events.

Levy continually plays with the concept of time. There is a fractured and fragmented feel to the novel as elements from each part of Saul’s life appear in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Personalities from the past appear in the future and vice versa, creating a running commentary on the complexity of what makes a person and what defines our experiences and choices. There is an inflated sense of deja vu as the echoes of the past affect the future and back again.

Saul feels like a conduit within the novel, a way of drawing together the past, the present and the future. A feeling embodied by Luna, when she says…

But you must.” she said, firmly. “You are history”

Pg 89

Continually the lines of time are blurred. Whilst in the GDP Saul is able to give Luna an accurate prediction about the fall of the Berlin Wall, bringing the future to the present. Equally we feel that the grief he holds, literally around his neck, for the loss of his mother, is what drives Saul to his study of German policital history. Again Levy is playing with and breaking through the barriers of time to create the sense of a novel seeped in history but unconstrained by it.

Throughout the novel there is a sense of haunting. The image of spectres appear again and again, particularly as Saul is hospitalised after his second accident. Levy points out that events in our lives continue to contribute to and define us as we move forwards. Similarly the motif of wolves, dogs and predators stalk the narrative, in the way that his grief for his mother and his guilt surrounding his relationship with Walter stalk Saul’s own life.

Yet Saul is the ultimate unreliable narrator. Taking into account the moving and fractured time frames, his own lack of self awareness and his two accidents, there is a continual sense of story and an author shaping and rediscovering themselves. At times this feels very insular and persoanl to Saul’s story, at other times this feels very much like a wider metaphor for the historial and polictical times we currently find ourselves in.

For this is a novel steeped in the history of Europe. There are continual references to various European countries and influences, woven skillfully into the narrative. The history of Europe and it’ s division and subsequent reunification through the fall of the GDR is central to the novel. It doesn’t feel coindicidental that Saul’s second accident is firmly in the time frame of the EU referendum result. There is a feeling that whatever our future relationship with Europe, we are still bound to it through the past and the present. Nothing is as linear as we would like to believe.

It feels so trite and unimaginative to call this novel complex and orginal. But it truly is. Every review I have read has come up with a different perspective and focus. For it is a novel that lends it’s self to interpretation and discussion. There is so much more to this work than I could ever hope to include in these short paragraphs. It is a work to be read debated and then reread. And I guarantee that much like the narrative structure adopted by Levy your perception will shift and you will find new angles, new motifs and new meanings upon each reading. I have read this book twice in 5 days and each time I have taken something different away from it.

The Man Who Saw Everything is an incredible book. There is no doubt it is a novel for our time; it is a novel for all time. And I am predicting a third Man Booker short listed book for Deborah Levy.

Escape to my happy place : The Northumberland Coast Barter Books!

Everyone needs a ‘happy place’. Somewhere that isn’t necessarily home but is a place where you feel totally comfortable and able to relax. Somewhere that just thinking of about it lowers your stress levels and makes you smile for a minute or too. Somewhere that you have a physical longing to be.

For me, over the last 15 or so years, that place has become the Northumberland Coast. Walking the beaches there is truly the medicine I need to soothe my soul.

Beadnell Beach in the winter sun
Bamburgh Beach

Our favourite family beaches are Beadnell and Bamburgh, enjoyed pretty much whatever the weather.

A few days in this spot is the ultimate battery recharge for me. Give me a week and I am ecstatic, but I will settle for the mad dash across the country just for a day.

And it was one of those ‘mad dash’ trips that found us in Beadnell last weekend. Scorching hot and filled with people seeking the same joy as ourselves, it was still an absolute pleasure to be there.

A stroll on the beach, lobster and chips from the seafood shack @baitatbeadnell and then a meal in the always welcoming Craster Arms, all set me up nicely for one of the highlights of my trip…

Barter Books!!

Entrance to Barter Books, Alnwick

Barter Books is possibly the most amazing second hand book shop I have ever visited in my life. And I have been in a few! Ask my family!

Housed in the listed Victorian railway station in Alnwick the only word for it is, well huge!! It houses over 350,000 secondhand books, both fiction and non fiction. The books are all laid out by catergory, which range from subjects as diverse at Horror to Mountaineering and back again. There is truly something to meet suit all tastes.

The shop also specialises in Antiquarian and rare books. A good proportion of any visit is usually spent gazing longingly into the locked cabinets that run the length of the old station walls. On this occasion I tore myself sensibly, if somewhat reluctantly away from a signed copy of Vera Brittain’s Testament Of Friendship…

The children’s section of the bookshop is a treasure trove. So many of our family books have been purchased here over the years. It is a space that welcomes children of all ages with no hint of stuffiness. From the huge book lorry which houses a comprehensive selection of picture books, to the wheely bugs on the floor…

…and not forgetting the model train that runs around the bookshelves, all designed to help foster a love of books from an early age.

But what if your companions are not quite a Bookish as you? Because let’s be honest it is quite easy to spend literally hours in this divine place without coming up for air.

Fear not, all tastes are catered for!

For the reluctant teenager in your life the shop has WiFi access!! And a bank of computers which means they can search for any book they might want without having to leave their seat. I have to confess to have never used this service because I belong to that strange breed who would rather rummage amongst the book stacks seeking my treasure in reality rather than virtually. But it an amazing resources.

And let’s talk food! Because the shop houses the AMAZING Station Buffet, serving hot and cold food. Like the book shop it’s self it is open 9am – 7pm every day.

Station Buffet

In the winter the favourite spot for my family to stop, flop and well, wait (!) is by the fire in the front of the shop. Cosy arm chairs, coffee, tea and even dog biscuits for the furry friends so welcome here. What is not to love?

Barter Books is a special place. Beginning as just an idea in the front room of her husband’s manufacturing plant Mary Manley has created a unique book experience, catering to all tastes and needs. I challenge anyone not to find something here that interests them. From graphic novels to War and Peace the breadth and depth of books is breathtaking.

And if the books are breathtaking the same can certainly be said for the interior of the shop. Commissioned between 1999 and 2006 are The Three Murals. The Famous Writers mural took two years to complete and contains 30 portraits of famous writers.

The Famous Writers Mural.

The Railway Mural contains the names of nearly 450 railway staff who worked at Alnwick station up it’s closure in 1968. The final mural The Tennyson Installation illustrates the opening lines of Tennyson’s poem Crossing the Bar.

So what was my haul last weekend?? Well, by my standards it was quite a small selection but no less pleasing for that. An unread Tracy Chevailer, my first every Jess Kidd and Margaret Drabble and a completely new author, with a book set amongst the Cumbrian fells.

This post is a whistle stop tour of a fabulous shop, where I have only skimmed the surface of what it can offer. I honestly cannot recommend Barter Books highly enough. Set in such a stunning county, this is the perfect place to lose yourself in meeting old book friends and making new ones. If you are ever in Alnwick, do yourself a favour and pop in.

Rachel x

You can find Barter Books @ Alnwick Station, Northumberland, NE66 2NP. +44(0)1665 604888.


Book Review : The Wayward Girls By Amanda Mason

I am pretty sure that in the few short months that I have been blogging I have managed to mention my innate love of ghost stories, at least once or twice!

So when The Wayward Girls by Amanda Mason, due for release on 5th September hit my radar I suspected I was in for a treat.

The Wayward Girls by Amanda Mason

Set in the long hot summer of 1976 this is the story of a family living in a remote farmhouse whose world is turned upside down by strange and quite frankly terrifying happenings. Excited yet ?

Well you should be. Because if like me you like to be just a little bit scared by your reading matter this is one not to be missed…

When the Corvino family move to Iron Sike Farm it is in search of an alternative and simpler life. Cathy, a rather harassed Earth mother and Joe a struggling artist arrive with their five children Dante, Lucia, Bianca, Florian and Antonella in the spring. But by early summer the cracks are starting to show.

Dan and Bee, the elder children resent being ripped away from the city and their friends. Loo is struggling with the new regime of home education and home cooking. Cathy is drowning in housework and child care and Joe’s creative muse has left him.

When Joe disappears, allegedly ‘working away’ the frustration and boredom on all sides of the family reaches fever pitch, suddenly to be replaced by something much darker.

The haunting began quietly once the Corvino family had settled into their new home; the girls heard it first, the knocking inside the walls.

Extract from A Haunting at Iron Sike Farm by Simon Leigh

(Chapter 1 – Now)

Beginning with unexplained noises, missing property and uneasy feelings, events at the farm rapidly lead Cathy to seek outside help. When local press photographer Isobel gets wind of things it isn’t long before the farm becomes the focus of a team of paranormal investigators. Experienced Professor Michael Warren and rookie Simon Leigh are fascinated and excited by the unexplained events, all of which seem to be centred around the two girls Bee and Loo.

As the summer heat intensifies events soon spiral out of control, changing the lives of those involved forever.

The telling of the story divided across two time frames. As well as concentrating on the summer of 1976 we join the grown up Loo. Now Lucy, she has spent the intervening years trying to put the events at the farm behind her. But as her Cathy begins to decline the past returns to haunt both of them. And when Simon’s daughter Nina makes contact, determined to pick up her late father’s investigation, Lucy finds herself back at the farm and is forced to confront a past she hoped was firmly behind her. Will the new teams findings shed further light on what resides at the farm? It are somethings just best left alone?

All the hallmarks of a great ghost story are firmly stamped on this novel. From the moment I picked it up I was drawn in and held in it’s grasp. Right from the start there is an an air of inevitability and urgency, an uneasiness with past events not yet settled.

The structure of alternating time frames is used to create the palpable feeling of tension within the novel. As we move from the past to present and back again, the story seems to builds with a life of it’s own. Each event and revelation slowly adds another layer of anticipation and pulling the reader further in.

The girls Loo and Bee are undoubtedly the focus of the seemingly paranormal activity. They are girls, on the edge of womenhood, who suddenly find themselves the centre of all kinds of attention. Michael is convinced that the girls have attracted a poltergeist, their teenage energy acting a a conduit.

Yet continually the author allows doubt to creep into the narrative. The girls are clearly unhappy. Bee especially is seeking adult attention, and both girls are drawn to the young and attractive Simon, possibly seeking a father figure after Joe’s departure. Simon becomes a source of tension between the two, revealing the strength of feelings of Bee in particular.

And if Bee is at times reckless in her behaviour, she isn’t the only . Caught up in the unreality of the situation there is a feeling that all normal rules and conventions have been forgotten or at least disregarded. It is as if a spell has been cast over the farm, a place where adults are pushing the boundaries as they seek answers, playing a dangerous game and overlooking the risks.

A long unbroken summer is not the traditional weather to accompany an ghost story. There are none of the swirling fogs or crashing storms of other gothic tales. And yet the juxtaposition between light and dark works. The unrelenting almost mythical heat reflects the air of unreality created by events on the farm. It is as if real life is suspended and people have lost touch with reality.

And who is in control? Who can be trusted in this place? Indeed who can we the reader trust in this tale?

Right to the last page the sense of unease continues. As a reader we swing between time frames and view points continually questioning and reassessing. This may sound like a cliche but this one really will keep you on your toes until the very last page.

The Wayward Girls is an accomplished and complex novel, and as a debut it is a stunner. Look out for this one when it is published on 5th September by Zaffre Books.

I can’t wait to see what Amanda Mason does next…

Blog Tour Review : Duality by K.J. McGillick

Today it is my turn on the blog tour for Duality by K.J. McGillick. Many thanks to Rachel at Rachel’s Random Resources for the opportunity to read, review and join the tour.

Sometimes only a good thriller is going to hit the spot, something fast paced and intriguing; a story line to keep you guessing right to the last chapter.

And Duality ticks all the books and more.

Let me introduce you to Mr Martin. Quiet, socially awkward and precise, Art Historian and Lawyer. When he calls his colleague Mary Cormier in small hours of the morning it is to report that he has found his ex wife Melinda Martin, an art restoration expert dead.

Mary, a 90 year old like no other (!) has absolutely no doubt that Mr Martin is entirely innocent and is prepared to put the reputation of both her firm and legal colleagues on the line to prove it.

But when another dead women, again connected to Mr Martin, is found things are suddenly far from certain.

 Add to the mix that the painting Melinda Martin was working on is reputed to be a lost Botticelli masterpiece thought to have perished as part of Savonarola’s Bonfire of the Vanities, a painting that may have ties to the occult and could be worth millions.

The police have Mr Martin in the frame, particularly when a passport bearing his image, but name of an international art forger and thief turns up at the crime scene.

 So where is this priceless painting now?

And is Mr Martin who he claims to be, a bumbling but brilliant academic and lawyer or is he Giuseppe Balestruccio, a sociopath forger with mysterious ties to the Vatican?

 This is a thriller which will take Mary and her team across the globe, from the USA, to both Florence and Rome. With a cast of colourful and unpredictable characters, we are wrapped up in a fast paced plot where anything seems possible.

Links to the Vatican and the underworld of Rome add a level of mystery which span the centuries taking in both the Catholic Church and the occult. Until almost the last page it is impossible to see where the truth lies.

Is Mary right to stick by her man? Or will Mr Martin surprise them all?

About the author…

Kathleen McGillick is a practising attorney. Having grown up in New York, she has lived for the past 33 years on Georgia. Her career has taken in Nursing as well as Law.

Kathleen is a Mother, Grandmother and seasoned traveller.

And it goes without saying that she writes a cracking thriller.

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The blog tour for Duality continues with these fantastic bloggers. Check out their thought on the book by following the details below.