The Booker & Cash stories have been temporarily removed from sale as part of the relaunch of the series by Bloodhound books. Bloodhound will be reissuing them in the coming months. These books will be available in both ebook and paperback.
The old covers.
#1 – Bad Sons
#2 – He Made Me
#3 – Poor Hands
Three Short Blasts is a collection of three original stories that are not to be found anywhere else. There is one story in each of the three series that I write: The Romney and Marsh Files, Acer Sansom and Booker & Cash.
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He Made Me
Three Short Blasts
Bad Sons #1
David Booker returns to Romney Marsh on the south coast of England for a holiday. He is expecting to spend time helping his aunt and uncle pack up the stock of their second-hand bookshop in preparation for a happy retirement.
He arrives in Dymchurch on a miserable April night to find his relatives missing without word or clue regarding their whereabouts.
As events unravel, the outlook of the local police pushes Booker to search for his own answers to the questions surrounding his family’s disappearance. To get them he will look death in the face and owe his life twice over to a woman he hardly knows.
He Made Me #2
David Booker and Jo Cash are experiencing similar stuttering starts to their new lives on Romney Marsh when Rebecca Swaine turns up seeking help. Someone is demanding a lot of money from her husband. She wants to know why.
People come undone and reputations are ruined and made before the meaning of a man’s dying words – he made me – can be guessed at.
Mrs Swaine might end up wishing she’d let sleeping lies lie.
Poor Hands #3
Out of a big old building on the south coast of Kent David Booker runs a book-themed coffee shop and Jo Cash operates a private investigation business. They live there, too. But not like that.
Jo needs help with tracing a mystery client’s living relatives. David needs help with his staffing problems. Sometimes two heads are better than one. Sometimes a poor hand is better than none.