Her hobbies are sailing, fast cars and faster motorbikes , target shooting, travel, films, photography, music, occasional construction projects and reading just about anything she can get her hands on.
Words: 94, Language: British English. Published: September 27, Charlie Fox has quit her job in close protection, been turned out of her New York apartment and is apparently out of options.
Why else would she be working for a shady arms dealer? Words: , Published: August 21, Language: English. Published: July 9, By the time Charlie and Sean get him out, he's convinced otherwise. Published: July 1, Dancing On The Grave is a new standalone crime thriller set in the English Lake District, from the award-winning author of the Charlie Fox crime thriller series.
The Blood Whisperer by Zoë Sharp
Published: September 12, Charlie Fox will never forget the men who put a brutal end to her military career, but she vowed a long time ago she would not go looking for them. In the latest in the award-winning Charlie Fox series, she goes from present-day Iraq to the Bulgarian mountains in a story of revenge and betrayal. Words: 66, Published: September 10, Published: September 3, Words: 37, Words: 7, Published: June 14, There Grace must not only gather evidence of the crime, but also coax information about her identity from the reluctant victim. But when the truth speaks, she listens.
Zoë Sharp and John Lawton
Words: 8, In Last Right a prodigal son, a vanished wife, and a dying patriarch combine in a tale of betrayal and revenge on the Mexican border. Kelly Jacks had a lover s bond with evidence.
The driest, most anti-septic crime scene would spread open for her, yielding its secrets. No wonder the cops called her the Blood Whisperer. And then it all went bad.
Framed for an ugly murder, Kelly knew the evidence would clear her and then it didn t. After years in prison, Kelly is finally free.
Free to take the only job she can get: Cleaning up the crime scenes she used to investigate. Free to trust anyone she finds trustworthy, which would be no one.
And free, once again, to wake up next to a dead body and clutching a weapon.