Autorentext

Joe Talon is an author used to walking in a place where you're never quite certain if the world is full of rainbows or shadows. Real life holds little interest.
Having grown up on Exmoor, Joe has been fascinated by the mysterious and spooky places that dwell in the dark woodlands and quiet combes. In Joe's first series, the world is a little sideways from ours. It is full of shapes moving on the edge of our vision when they shouldn't and cold spots in warm places. For Joe, there is always the question, 'what would I do if'?
When writing crime, Joe tangles with gangsters and dealers, murderers and thieves, all in the small town of Glastonbury. A place known for its otherness.
Joe's Cornish adventures once more explore the supernatural blending with real world events. If you would like to know more, do come and join the Taloneers. You can easily find Joe in the usual haunts of writers, (I'm not allowed to give you my digital address). There are all kinds of mysteries and fun to be had.
What spare time Joe has is spent with seven dogs, lots of walks, chaotic gardening, and exploring the strange worlds just the other side of what we think we know to be real. Who needs real life when there are books!

Klappentext

Lorne is beginning to understand that the dead might not stay in the graveyards where they are left. He also knows it's time to start facing this disconcerting reality in the same way he faced his enemies in battle.

So, when Eddie Rice buys a rundown cottage on Exmoor, and an old graveyard, which should be empty, things become increasingly weird. It isn't empty for a start. Not of bodies, or the whispering dead.

After an elderly woman is murdered nearby, Lorne, Ella and the others begin to uncover a plot that links this quiet corner of the world with Cold War espionage. Soviet secrets unravel and the more Lorne discovers the closer to breaking point he gets.

The Winter Sun burns in his blood, eating his mind. Can his desert hitchhiker save him? Or will his sanity fold under the weight of Cold War madness?