"I stared out at the majestic vista before me and thought, if God lived anywhere, it'd be here. And then I looked down at the dead body at my feet."
There's something strange about Twizel. Maggie Blackmore didn't come to this sleepy hollow for a mystery, but she sure as heck found one. Being an Aucklander in the South Island doesn't help either. If they're not calling her a JAFA (Just Another F**king Aucklander) then they're telling her to slow down. Twizel Time is real and Maggie has to learn to roll with it.
As if that's not enough, then there's the farmers.
Just what the hell Luke Drake is up to is anyone's guess. But when the station manager of Red Tussock takes an interest in the new girl in town, there's no stopping him. And Maggie's not sure that she wants to. But rules are rules and murder complicates matters. Being the only cop in town who can investigate the growing number of crimes puts Maggie in an even deeper quagmire.
And that's not even considering the past that comes back to haunt her.
This sleepy hollow has just woken up and Twizel doesn't care if you were born here or born to live here. Sooner or later your secrets will come out.
***This is the first book in the 44 South Series: 44° South of the Equator where things can get a little strange.***
