Tired of reading avid authors’ descriptions of serial killers’ sadism?
Long for a mystery that introduces you to an engaging, often failing, main character?
Then meet Detective Inspector Joe Rafferty. He tries. He fails. Educated in the University of Life, not Oxbridge, so he certainly isn’t a detecting genius like Sherlock Holmes. He’s got his problems—A Ma who’s pushing him to marry again; a larger family who don’t always obey the letter of the law; and a po-faced partner who looks with a jaundiced eye on his often mercurial conduct of cases – never mind his family. His family – many of whom think that if he must be a copper, he might at least have the decency to be a bent one. And then there’s his boss…but the less said about him the better.
4-NOVEL MYSTERY SERIES BOXSET
‘Contagious detective duo.’
DEAD BEFORE MORNING #1
A murder victim with no face. A media calling for answers. And a detective with a family not averse to a little gentle law-bending.
Newly-promoted British Detective Joe Rafferty and his partner, Sergeant Dafyd Llewellyn in a murder mystery involving the killing of a young woman bludgeoned beyond recognition, with no ID and found in a secure place to which she supposedly had no admission. Who is she? How has she gained access? And who was responsible for her murder?
DOWN AMONG THE DEAD MEN #2
A murder victim with no known enemies. A dead patriarch. And a detective who’s struggling.
Rafferty and Llewellyn set out to discover who killed Barbara Longman, a woman with no known enemies. But it soon becomes apparent that the murder has been committed by someone who must have known the victim very well.
DEATH LINE #3
A murdered seer who failed to predict his own future. A partner who refuses to see the murder as an inside job. And a Detective who’s coming up empty.
The detective duo try to solve the murder, with his own crystal ball, of the famed ‘seer’, Jasper Moon. Gradually it becomes clear that Jasper Moon was a man of many parts, not all of them very savoury.
THE HANGING TREE #4
A disappearing murder victim no one would miss. A witness destined to haunt him. And a Detective who felt ambivalent about getting a conviction.
The detective pair investigate the case of the vanishing hanged man. But when the dead man turns up for a second time, they discover he was a man many had reason to hate. Because Maurice Smith, charged years earlier with four child rapes, had escaped on a legal technicality. Was someone acting as the public executioner, dealing out their own form of justice on the legendary Hanging Tree?
If you like the Detective Bill Slider novels, the Dalziel and Pascoe series, and Stephanie Plum, the multi-book Rafferty & Llewellyn series brings the wit, wisdom and willingness to bend the law with the best of them.
Buy this book to learn about the enterprising Joe Rafferty, his ne’er-do-well family, and po-faced partner.
‘Terrific series.’ #4 in the Rafferty & Llewellyn mystery series.
I’m offering another of my mystery novels at the bargain price of 99c / 99p, for two days only, the 12/13 November 2016.
‘A great book. A wonderfully entertaining read.’
A Little Laughter. A Little Mayhem. A Little MURDER…
‘The old crossroads used to run by here,’ Sam told Rafferty. ‘Legend has it that this was the original Hanging Tree.’
The murder mystery of ‘The Hanging Man’, whose body disappears just before Christmas, and then turns up again, suspended from the ancient ‘Hanging Tree’, has Essex Detective Joe Rafferty questioning his belief in justice and his own role in its pursuit.
Rafferty knows he is expected to go after the murderer with as much vigor as he would any other killer. But he is in danger of becoming his own worse adversary as the victim was a man who escaped jail on a legal technicality after being accused of four child rapes. The case was a cause-célébre and caused much ill-feeling in Elmhurst’s community. In this police procedural, Rafferty must battle against the inner conviction that Maurice Smith – a man who ruined more than just his young victims’ lives – fully deserved to be murdered. He feels that if there is a self-appointed executioner at work, meting out his own form of justice on the legendary Hanging Tree, then Smith’s ‘executioner’ is more to be lauded than condemned.
Consequently, rather less than full of the Christmas Spirit as the Big Day approaches, Rafferty can only wish he hadn’t opened his big mouth and invited his partner, Dafyd Llewellyn’s mother to both his Ma’s spare room and the Rafferty clan’s festive meal. Because, from his own intuition and Llewellyn’s ever more dour expression as his mother’s arrival gets closer, he has reason to believe the wretched woman’s visit is going to end in disaster. And not just for Llewellyn’s burgeoning romantic relationship with Maureen.
Rafferty fears he is about to become the Fall Guy twice over. Because he is only too aware that if he fails to find the murderer because of his own repugnance for the victim, he will also fail as a detective and his moral dilemma will give him no option but to resign.
There are seventeen books in the Rafferty & Llewellyn series: Dead Before Morning #1 Down Among the Dead Men #2 Death Line #3 The Hanging Tree #4 Absolute Poison #5 Dying For You #6 Bad Blood #7 Love Lies Bleeding #8 Blood on the Bones #9 A Thrust to the Vitals #10 All the Lonely People #11 Death Dance #12 Death Dues #13 Deadly Reunion #14 Kith and Kill #15
‘Evans writes clearly and realistically. The wry humour in the badinage between Rafferty and Llewellyn keeps the story moving.’
BOOKLIST ON DEATH DUES
A Rafferty & Llewellyn cozy procedural #11
With his wife-to-be’s wedding budget spiralling out of control and his superintendent demanding the swift resolution to the series of muggings of local loan sharks, DI Joe Rafferty is anticipating a long and trying week. And sure, enough, he isn’t disappointed.
When one John ‘Jaws’ Harrison is found with his skull caved in, in an alleyway backing on to rundown Primrose Avenue while on his way to collect debt repayments from the residents, Rafferty and his intellectual partner, Sergeant Dafyd Llewellyn, imagine the case will be easily solved. Armed with a list of local debtors, they begin their investigations. But they hadn’t counted on the conspiracy of silence amongst the residents — most of whom had good reason to want Jaws dead.
With the Super breathing down his neck and fiancée Abra sending his blood pressure to boiling point, Rafferty is forced to make some unorthodox decisions and stretch his intuitive powers to breaking point.
Been working a little on my new Rafferty crime novel this morning. Don’t usually work on Sundays, but I’ve been struggling to set up a humorous sub-plot for this one. I’ve now got one that I think has legs and managed to add eight pages – though not typsescript pages, alas! Shorthand notebook pages only, so it will type up much shorter. But it’s a start.
The main plot is going pretty good. Still waiting for the witty one-liners to surface. But they’ll come. They always do. All it takes is thinking about the book and the characters. Still can’t quite make my mind up about the murderer. I have two prospects. Must plump for one or the other. Hmm. Anyone out there working on a new book? Post a comment about how you’re getting on. I’d be interested to hear.
It’s lovely and sunny here (Norfolk, England), so will be going out the garden later to do some more pruning. Place looks like that neighbour’s house who has the rusted car on bricks surrounded by weeds, at the moment, just minus the car. Haven’t had time and my hubby’s been too poorly to do it. We’d get a gardener in to sort it out but funds are too low at the moment to indulge in such a luxury. Waiting for my royalties and several advances. You know the feeling. A Regular paycheck would be nice. Sometimes, anyway. Though having to do the job that comes with it aint so attractive…
Hope to go down to London next month to stay with George’s son, Mark. He lives in a swish flat in Earl’s Court, which I have yet to see, so I’m looking forward to that. Even though I’m a Londoner, I haven’t been to The Smoke for a few years as my family have all left the capital and are spread far and wide.
Must go. The pruning shears are calling. Till next time.