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“As I gazed upon her face a small black beetle emerged from the ruins of her right eye. It stood uncertainly upon the crest of her cheekbone as if suddenly reluctant to step out further. Though I looked upon the beetle as if it was something unutterably revolting – still I felt like we two had something in common.” Harry didnt know he had a cousin. Then one day he is sent “As I gazed upon her face a small black beetle emerged from the ruins of her right eye. It stood uncertainly upon the crest of her cheekbone as if suddenly reluctant to step out further. Though I looked upon the beetle as if it was something unutterably revolting – still I felt like we two had something in common.” Harry didnt know he had a cousin. Then one day he is sent to retrieve her from the church of Saint Brides where she lies dead, eyes gouged out and a rope tied tight across her mouth. The Earl of Shrewsbury demands that Harry discover who killed her, and bestows upon him the assistance of David Dowling, a hulking butcher of uncommon wit and perseverance. Together they follow a murky and increasingly dangerous trail of corruption, from slum and dungeon to hall and palace, to a final shocking conclusion. Originally published by Beautiful Books - now to be reissued by Allison & Busby.

“As I gazed upon her face a small black beetle emerged from the ruins of her right eye. It stood uncertainly upon the crest of her cheekbone as if suddenly reluctant to step out further. Though I looked upon the beetle as if it was something unutterably revolting – still I felt like we two had something in common.” Harry didnt know he had a cousin. Then one day he is sent “As I gazed upon her face a small black beetle emerged from the ruins of her right eye. It stood uncertainly upon the crest of her cheekbone as...  Read More