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Cure for Breathing
Dead Husband Club
Family Secret
Fatal Remorse
Freeing Nicole
Secret Keeper
Blackshore
Don't Knock
Don't Watch Alone
Inheritance
Kill the Messenger
My Wife
No More Dates
Pawn
Silent Vows
So Shall You Reap
Stay Silent
Stranger
The Gala
Cure for Breathing
Dead Husband Club
Family Secret
Fatal Remorse
Freeing Nicole
Secret Keeper
Blackshore
Don't Knock
Don't Watch Alone
Inheritance
Kill the Messenger
My Wife
No More Dates
Pawn
Silent Vows
So Shall You Reap
Stay Silent
Stranger
The Gala
Cure for Breathing
Dead Husband Club
Family Secret
Fatal Remorse
Freeing Nicole
Secret Keeper
Blackshore
Don't Knock
Don't Watch Alone
Inheritance
Kill the Messenger
My Wife
No More Dates
Pawn
Silent Vows
So Shall You Reap
Stay Silent
Stranger
The Gala
Cure for Breathing
Dead Husband Club
Family Secret
Fatal Remorse
Freeing Nicole
Secret Keeper
Blackshore
Don't Knock
Don't Watch Alone
Inheritance
Kill the Messenger
My Wife
No More Dates
Pawn
Silent Vows
So Shall You Reap
Stay Silent
Stranger
The Gala
The Case of the Half-baked Mummies

The Case of the Half-baked Mummies

Who Done ItDemons
Little fazes Detective Inspector Louise Sargant, not bad sandwiches, not sarcastic crime scene analysts, and certainly not her puppyish partner Jay. But when a mummified body turns up in Highgate Cemetery, suspended by chains in an allegedly mummy-free tomb, even she suspects this case might be more “Mulder and Scully” than “motive and opportunity”.

Add in occult graffiti, a missing sex worker, an interior gardener who may or may not be involved, the evidence saying the victim died after being mummified, and the weirdness piles up faster than traffic on the M25.

As Louise and Jay dig deeper into London’s murky underworld, from squats to sex work, academia to ancient rituals, they uncover a chilling find with ramifications beyond this case.

Sharp, sassy, and infused with humour and 90s pop culture references, that feels like The X-Files wandered into Line of Duty via Black Books

Published: December 28, 2021

Pages: 288

ISBN: 9798791483447

About the Author

Iain Benson
I'm a fifty-something UK-based author who writes different flavours of thrillers, from comedy to sci-fi and every blend in between (think of me like the syrups for your chai latte). I got into writing when the other alternatives for a midlife crisis looked too expensive. Little did I know. After being told by an agent they thought I had only one book in me, my stubborn streak is now into the twenties, rapidly heading towards thirty.