The fourth book in the Duncan Kincaid / Gemma James series, 1996

Special thanks are due to my friend Paul Styles (former chief inspector, Cambridgeshire Constabulary), who tried to keep me on the straight and narrow, and is not responsible for any deviations I may have made from proper police procedure for the sake of story. Diane Sullivan, RN, BSN, certified flight registered nurse, provided details on injuries and related first aid; Carol Chase vetted the manuscript; and David and Gill Hill, owners of Bulmer Farm in Holmbury St. Mary, Surrey, provided me with maps, information, and warm hospitality while I was researching this book.

Although the village of Holmbury St. Mary and its church do indeed exist, all the characters portrayed in this novel are entirely a product of the author’s imagination.

His office seemed to shrink as he paced. The walls drew in, their angles distorted by the elongated shadows cast from the swivel lamp on his desk. The Yard always felt a bit eerie at night, as if the very emptiness of the rooms had a presence. He stopped at the bookcases and ran his finger along the spines of the well-thumbed books on the top shelf. Archeology, art… canals… crime reference… Many of them were gifts from his mother, sent in her continual quest to remedy what she considered his lack of a proper education. Although he’d tried to group them alphabetically by subject, there were a few inevitable strays. Kincaid shook his head-would that he could order his life even half as well as he did his books.