'... and their face was the last one that Nigel ever saw in this world ..'
When esteemed TV journalist Danny Holdsworth returns to his hometown of Broken Ridge, NSW for the first time in 30 years, it's for the same reason as to why he stayed away for so long. Who murdered his best mate Nigel Slater 30 years ago when they'd both been preparing to set off for university? And why has the crime remained unsolved to this day? Danny is determined to find the answer but can he get past the demons from his past that threaten the outcome of his investigations?
'...and I will tell you this, Mum. I love Danny and I'm going to make a damn sight better job of making him happy than you ever did...'
Then someone comes back into Danny's life who not only leads Danny to identifying Nigel's killer but also reveals something about Danny's own identity that means he was used as the motive for the murder.
'...I've spent over fifty years wondering who the Hell I am. Now I'm going to spend the rest of my life wishing I didn't know...'
David was born of an English mother and an Indian father, neither of whom brought him up. He spent his childhood in Derby but has since lived all over the UK, and also for several very happy years he lived in Paris. He loves to travel, loves Indian food closely followed by French, he’s into politics and current affairs and all the arts – books, films, TV, theatre, and music. He’s a seriously devoted fan of Stevie Nicks who he calls ‘the voice of my interior world’. When he’s not writing he teaches English to Russian students for a school in St. Petersburg.
If you are into gay soapies, this is for you. Really hard to know where to start with this. The manuscript appears to be an early draft. It is full of spelling errors, formatting issues and repetitive and boring lists of menu items. One of the main characters was even frequently referred to by two different names! (Tim/Ben). It appeared not to have been edited at all. To compare it to Jane Harper's The Dry is surely a joke. I only kept reading as I couldn't believe quite how bad it was.