
Hills wit is the constant ironic foil to his vision & to call this a mere crime novel is to say Everest is a nice little hill Frances Hegarty Mail on Sunday A ravaged wood a man in uniform long dead
- this is not a World War One battlefield but Wanwood House a pharmaceutical research centre. Peter Pascoe attends his grandmothers funeral & scattering her ashes leads him too into wartorn woods in search of his great-grandfather who fought & died in Passchendaele. Seeing the wood for the trees is the problem for Andy Dalziel when he finds himself fancying an animal rights activist depite her possible complicity in a murderous assault & her appalling taste in whisky. A mind-bending puzzle leading us on the wild side of the pastoral.