Murder In Preemption
Detective Sergeant Kathleen Doyle had recovered from the injuries she’d sustained when the marina balcony collapsed, but it was becoming more and more clear that there’d been quite a bit going on, whilst she’d been unconscious for a few days. For starters, there’d been some sort of donnybrook at the hospital, and as a result Acton had been placed on leave—not to mention that one of her nurses had disappeared.
But these troubling developments couldn’t hold a candle to the spectacle of Acton, behaving all mild-as-milk and seemingly content in his current role as househusband.
It appeared that Doyle had her own mystery to solve—what on earth had happened, so that the world had turned upside-down? And what could her husband—who’d never been mild-as-milk a day in his life—be up to?
A Dubious Prospect
Robert Tremaine—lately of his majesty’s diplomatic service—was fast running out of money and options, and unless he turned his luck around, his prospects were rather bleak; he’d no job and was too ashamed to seek help from his former cohorts in the service.
Therefore, he’d staked everything he had to purchase a remote homestead in the southern Spanish mountains—an abandoned property he’d once visited during the Peninsular War. It was a gamble, but his family had been Welsh miners for generations and he’d the strong feeling that the land might yield a fortune in gold—and his one chance at redemption.
It wouldn’t be easy, of course; he’d have to shed some bad habits—and figure out a way to shed the foreign woman who seemed to believe the land belonged to her. . .
