One close-knit choir. Twenty members, singing in perfect harmony — but two won’t live to see the next rehearsal.
Welcome to sleepy Kings Richington, where nothing ever happens . . .until local butcher and bass singer Charlie Snell turns up murdered! He’s been conked on the head and dumped in the woods.
Detective Jack Dawes is on the case, with an endless list of suspects to interrogate. In life, Snell was a nasty piece of work, with a talent for making enemies wherever he went.
From his jealous wife to the pretty young sopranos he groped — and the ambitious mayoral candidate who happened to ‘trip over’ his body.
Anyone could be guilty. And anyone could be next.
Just when Jack thinks he’s getting somewhere, a second singer turns up dead.
Is the killer picking off choir members one by one — or singing from their own twisted hymn sheet?
It’s up to Detective Jack to find out before the body count rises again.
Frances Lloyd was born in Essex but spent a nomadic childhood being carted between RAF stations until mercifully, she was allowed a crack at a proper education in Cheltenham, studying English and Classics. As an adult, she became something of a wandering minstrel with no physical or spiritual roots apart from a strong work ethic.
Frances has always been a writer. The job that paid the mortgage was in government
communications, She also worked as a freelance journalist and photographer but her ambition was always to write crime novels.
She now lives in Northumberland – “Vera” territory – and writes full time. She has published ten DI Dawes murder mysteries.
Married three times but now a widow, Frances’ hobbies are reading, wine tasting and cooking
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