Why you must read David Atkinson’s Flowers For Dying
Flowers for Dying is a crime thriller set in the UK – in a nut shell it is about a serial killer who is targeting professional & semi-professional footballers (soccer players). The first victim Lenny Jackson, a young Premiership footballer is shot dead on a seedy South London housing estate. Initially the Detective Chief Inspector Charlie Miskin who takes charge of the investigation is baffled as the murder doesn’t conform to any of the normal patterns he’s become used to policing that violent and dangerous part of the city. The only clue is a bunch of flowers sent anonymously to the victim before his death. Given the high profile nature of the case Miskin realises it is likely to generate negative publicity for the Met and in turn put additional pressure on him and his team. Two weeks after the first murder two more footballers are murdered at the opposite end of the country and the search goes nationwide. Christened ‘THE SNIPER’ by the media when all three killings are linked, Miskin and his attractive Detective Sergeant, Morgan Collins, desperately try and pull together the pieces of a complicated case but with murders being committed all across the UK this proves almost impossible, until Jimmy Dunn an Accrington Stanley full back, suddenly appears and requests police protection fearing that he will be the next victim of ‘The Sniper’. Armed now with additional information they are able to narrow down their search – but still THE SNIPER keeps outwitting them and the book reaches a fast and unexpected climax after a dramatic car-chase across London. Wow, that sounds really exciting. Oh really? How’s that even possible? Tell us about Miskin. Will we see Miskin in future novels? We can’t wait. Tell us a bit about yourself. Do you have a website? And Twitter? What’s next for you? How easily do new storylines come to you? If we give you four random words – Man, Woman, Airport, Darkness – can you give us a brief storyline? Suddenly she got her answer as she was roughly grabbed from behind. A hand covered her mouth and the end of a gun was thrust into the base of her skull, the man’s voice was gruff and insistent, “Don’t make a sound – don’t even move or they will come and kill us both.”
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