When a man is killed by being pushed over the edge of a quarry, there is no doubt about who the culprits are. So why can't DCI Harris lay a finger on them?
The theft of the eggs of a rare golden eagle leads to a murder investigation and a serious questioning of loyalties
Surly and abrasive, veteran detective Jack Harris at times shows more concern for the wildlife in his beloved Pennine Hills than keeping up cordial relations at work. Indeed, when a trio of local criminals try to steal the eggs of a rare bird, DCI Harris treats it almost like a personal insult and readies to envelop them in the long arm of the law.
Yet, when two of the criminals descend from the hills into Harris’ snare, rather than the expected three, Harris finds himself with a murder investigation on his hands. But far from being an open and shut case, it is one that will wrench him out of his rural idyll, and back into the gritty criminal underworld to solve.
When the murdered man is identified