The first body found on Hampstead Heath may have been a case of accident or suicide, but the second, buried in a shallow grave underneath, was certainly murdered.
No one knows why Michael Dalkeith chose to lie out in Hampstead Heath in the bitter cold, dressed only in a thin jacket. Read full book review >
It took Michael Henderson 20 years to tell what he'd seen that night: four people—two tall men, a short man, and a woman who looked like a man—dragging a naked young woman through the field behind Mallard's car depot to a shallow grave, where they bashed her over the head with a shovel and buried her. Read full book review >
For 20 years and longer, Margaret South has successfully repressed the memory of watching her University of York law school friends, easily led by Paul Stapylton and natural bully Bernard Ffyrst, murder inoffensively social-climbing Norris Smith and bury his body in a wood belonging to Bernard's father. Read full book review >
Yet another of the author's absorbing procedurals, this time set in the city of York, where Detective Chief Inspector George Hennessey presides over the Micklegate Bar Police Station when local retiree John Smith, taking his usual walk on the edge of the Whickham Great Wood, comes across the body of freelance reporter Cornelius Weekes, an apparent suicide, in a closed, fume-filled car. Read full book review >