“What do you mean, a goddess?” Alec questioned irritably. “She’s staggeringly beautiful, wonderful, a vision of …” He petered out when he saw Alec looking at him strangely. Father Joe stroked his beard in thought, nervously eyeing Alec and then casting his eyes to the fireplace. Alec was beginning to sense Father Joe was regretting coming to his flat. He was also thinking that he regretted having anything to do with the vicar. He was quite mad … possibly.” IntriguePoetic ProseDark SecretsHistorical MysteryRomantic TensionJournalistic EthicsLondon FictionCrime Solving DuoFlawed ProtagonistNazi Crimes Book:The Wasp Trap Source: The Wasp Trap
“She was a complicated woman living a complex life. Art theft and forgery, an estranged uncle, and a murdered, homosexual husband. Alec was used to war, politics, natural disasters – tangible stories without too much mystery. He wondered if he was capable of writing a story with so much passion going on.” Murder MysteryGrippingReflectiveDark SecretsUnspoken FeelingsHidden TruthsDramatic ArcsLogical DeductionsGothic UndertonesWar Memories Book:The Wasp Trap Source: The Wasp Trap