Hello everyone, and welcome back to The Bookworm’s Fantasy! Today I’m really excited to be taking part in the blog tour for the latest book in the D.I. Callanach series – ‘Perfect Silence’ by Helen Fields! I’ve followed this series from the very beginning and have really enjoyed it, so I jumped at the chance to take part in the blog tour. In this post, I’ll be giving you some information about the book, and also sharing an exclusive extract with you! I’ll also be reviewing this book in full, so keep your eyes peeled for that. Thanks so much to Avon for the opportunity! Keep reading…
When silence falls, who will hear their cries?
The body of a young girl is found dumped on the roadside on the outskirts of Edinburgh. When pathologists examine the remains, they make a gruesome discovery: the silhouette of a doll carved in the victim’s skin.
DCI Ava Turner and DI Luc Callanach are struggling to find leads in the case, until a doll made of skin is found nestled beside an abandoned baby.
After another young woman is found butchered, Luc and Ava realise the babydoll killer is playing a horrifying game. And it’s only a matter of time before he strikes again. Can they stop another victim from being silenced forever – or is it already too late?
About the Author
Helen Fields studied Law at university, and then practised criminal and family law for thirteen years. After her second child was born, she left this line of work and then went on to run a film production company called Wailing Banshee Ltd. with her husband. She then went on to pursue writing, creating the DI Callanach series, consisting of ‘Perfect Remains’ (January 2017), ‘Perfect Prey’ (July 2017), ‘Perfect Death’ (January 2018) and ‘Perfect Silence’ (August 2018) so far.
‘Do you think it was someone she knew?’ Ava asked him.
‘I’m not sure which would be more dangerous, having the capacity to do that to a total stranger or being able to look into the eyes of someone you know and cutting into them. It’s like she was attacked by an animal. I’ve never seen that much missing skin,’ he said. ‘Let’s walk down the road a bit, see if there’s anything that’s been missed.’
They walked quietly for a hundred yards, knowing each other’s stride, finding some calm in the greenery. ‘I hate this job,’ Ava said.
‘No, you don’t,’ Callanach responded, ‘you just hate why it’s necessary. You need to remind yourself that the decent people outnumber sick bastards like this one by the millions. If we weren’t here, how many more bodies would end up mutilated at the side of the road?’
‘Do you never think about going back to Lyon? I know what happened to you there was bad, but time has passed. You could rejoin Interpol, your name has been cleared. You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it,’ Ava said, turning around to stare back up the lane at the lights and the parade of whiteclad personnel walking methodically to and fro.
‘You never clear your name after a rape allegation,’ Luc said. ‘It’s like trying to get ink out of a white shirt. I’m settled here now. I wouldn’t go so far as to say that Scotland feels like home, but I’m comfortable. If we could just replace all of Edinburgh’s fast food joints with delicatessens it would be better.’
‘You’re never going to forgive us for our food, are you?’
‘If you expect me to accept atrocities such as haggis, porridge, and what I believe you call mince and tatties, then no.’ Callanach’s French accent accentuated the words as if they were exotic foreign diseases.
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