On a culinary tour of the British Isles, retired Detective Superintendent Albert Smith and snarky former police dog Rex Harrison find something quite unexpected waiting for them at their B&B ... ... it's the almost-dead body of their landlady. Refusing to believe in coincidence, Albert and Rex set out to discover why her 'accident' is the second terrible event there in two days. Something is stirring in Bakewell and it's not the ingredients for a famous tart. In trouble faster than a souffle can fall, the duo must work fast before anyone else has an accident. But the landlady's twin sister is hiding a secret, Albert keeps calling it a tart when it's a pudding, and their taxi driver, Asim, appears to use a language all of his own. With Rex's nose working overtime, you can be sure they'll track down the bad guys responsible. Unfortunately, that might be when the real trouble begins. Baking. It can get a guy killed.
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Publication Date: 19 Jun 2020
Publisher: SteveHiggsBooks
Publication City/Country: United Kingdom
Language: English
ISBN13: 9781919634531
About steve higgs
When Steve Higgs wrote his debut novel Paranormal Nonsense he was a Captain in the British Army. He would love to pretend that he had one of those careers that has to be redacted and in general denied by the government and that he has had to change his name and continually move about because he is still on the watch list in several countries. In truth though he started out as a mechanic. Not like Jason Statham sneaking about as a contract killer more like one of those greasy gits that charge you a fortune and keep your car for a week when all you went in for was a squeaky door hinge. At school he was mostly disinterested in every subject except creative writing for which at age ten he won his first award. However calling it his first award suggests that there have been more which there have not. Accolades may come but in the meantime he is having a ball writing mystery stories and crime thrillers and claims to have more than a hundred books forming an unruly queue in his head as they clamor to get out. Now retired from the military he lives in the southeast corner of England with a trio of lazy sausage dogs. Surrounded by rolling hills brooding castles and vineyards he doubts he will ever leave the beer is just too good.