How well do you know the man you love?
A woman's body is washed up on the rocks by the castle ruins in St Andrews with evidence of strangulation, and no ID. Two weeks into the case, and DCI Andy Gilchrist is no closer to identifying her. A call from another woman claiming to be the dead woman's friend could be his first break, but when Gilchrist turns up to interview her, she is missing. Three days later, her throttled corpse is found and the investigation intensifies.
A local handyman's name repeatedly crops up in door-to-door interviews, a smooth character with the reputation of being a ladies' man, who seems to have no history beyond three years, the length of time he's been living in the East Neuk. But before Gilchrist can bring him in for questioning, he vanishes.
As Gilchrist hunts for the missing suspect, he follows a trail of voyeurism and blackmail that stretches across the region . . . and beyond.
Praise for T.F. Muir:
'Rebus did it for Edinburgh. Laidlaw did it for Glasgow. Gilchrist might just be the bloke to put St Andrews on the crime fiction map' Daily Record
'A bright new recruit to the swelling army of Scots crime writers' Quintin Jardin
'Gripping and grisly, with plenty of twists and turns that race along with black humour' Craig Robertson
'Gilchrist is intriguing, bleak and vulnerable... if I were living in St Andrews I'd sleep with the lights on' Anna Smith
