Gilbert settled himself under the cover of a hedge, watching the bird through the window …
Was there some sort of official scale for these things, from harmless eccentricity to “call the care home”?
“Unicorns never were that bright,” I said. “That’s why they’re the only kind to stab their own entire species into extinction.”
G&C London, Private Investigators, are plunging deep into the magical underbelly of Leeds, and we’re going to have our work cut out for us …
I see dead people.
And I’m not the only one. They’re even on Facebook….
“Zombies don’t exist. You told me they don’t exist.”
“There’s a corpse clawing its way out of a grave over there. I’m open to the possibility that I may have been wrong.”
We’ve got about a day before the book turns our world – and us – inside out.
We’ve totally got this. I hope.
Find a missing book. That was the job the woman in the Doc Martens gave us.
Easy money, right? Well …
Bribery. Corruption. Murder.
Who said local politics were boring?
Murder, mayhem, and old secrets come to light in the Yorkshire Dales – with dragons, of course.