描述
'There it was again. More scrabbling. No question about it now. Someone, or something, was scratching at the window. Someone, or something, wanted me to open it up and let them in...'
John Croydon is out of his depth. His latest client is classy, beautiful and very, very rich. And she's being stalked by her fiancé's ex-wife, who is threatening to disrupt the wedding, or worse. Croydon has just one week to persuade this inconvenient ex to leave the happy couple alone.
Problem is, she's going to take some persuading. Because she's dead. Has been dead for some time. And she isn't looking pretty.
From the author of cult vampire novel Suckers and Notting Hill ghost story Stiff Lips comes another ghost story, narrated with self-lacerating humour by a private eye who has a lot to learn about himself and the supernatural.
In the course of an investigation that will lead him from London to Norfolk and, ultimately, to Venice, John Croydon will be forced to dig into his own troubled past for answers. He will discover that looks can be deceptive, women are not to be trusted, one canal is much like another...
And that some ghosts are worse than others.
John Croydon is out of his depth. His latest client is classy, beautiful and very, very rich. And she's being stalked by her fiancé's ex-wife, who is threatening to disrupt the wedding, or worse. Croydon has just one week to persuade this inconvenient ex to leave the happy couple alone.
Problem is, she's going to take some persuading. Because she's dead. Has been dead for some time. And she isn't looking pretty.
From the author of cult vampire novel Suckers and Notting Hill ghost story Stiff Lips comes another ghost story, narrated with self-lacerating humour by a private eye who has a lot to learn about himself and the supernatural.
In the course of an investigation that will lead him from London to Norfolk and, ultimately, to Venice, John Croydon will be forced to dig into his own troubled past for answers. He will discover that looks can be deceptive, women are not to be trusted, one canal is much like another...
And that some ghosts are worse than others.