Haunted Water
by Jo A. Hiestand
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GENRE: British mystery
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BLURB:
Cameron
Rutter drowned two months ago in a lake on a Cheshire moor. Some say a morgen—a
spirit who drags men to a watery grave—was responsible. Others say it was the
phantom Grey Lady. The police say Gareth Gynne was the guilty one. Whoever—or
whatever—killed Cameron needs to be sorted out. And ex-police detective Michael
McLaren is asked to do just that.
McLaren’s not keen on
delving into the mystery. The accused is the nephew of McLaren’s nemesis,
Charlie Harvester. And if there’s one thing McLaren doesn’t want to do is to
associate with another Harvester, no matter what generation he is.
Suspects and motives
are as tangled as the mere grass. Did a villager kill Cameron, opposed to his
crusade to keep the moor in its pristine state? Or did someone previously
arrested by Cameron kill him in revenge?
Or was the morgen
really responsible?
Can McLaren discover
the killer, or will he too become a victim of the haunted water?
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Excerpt:
McLaren glanced through the large windows consuming the
front wall of the shop. “The mere’s where Cameron was found, correct?”
“Yes. Dwfn Mere.” He angled his head slightly, his eyebrow
raised. “How’s your Welsh? You know what dwfn mere means?”
“Mere is pool or lake. Well, some small body of water like
that. Dwfn throws me, I’ll admit.”
“Dwfn means deep.”
McLaren nodded. “Sounds intimidating. Deep pool.”
“At least the early residents thought so. But even if it’s
not deep, it’s supposed to be haunted, which might be worse.”
“It does change the feelings, I agree. Haunted water versus
deep water.” He eyed Gareth and his forehead wrinkled slightly. “Haunted by
what?”
“A morgen.” Gareth screwed up the corner of his mouth,
frowning. “I’ve always wondered if the villagers named the water first and then
the morgen came along to live there, or if they encountered the morgen first
and then figured she had to live in a deep lake to avoid scrutiny.” He seemed
to force a smile, but McLaren detected a serious look in Gareth’s eyes.
“This is the first I’ve heard of the morgen. I didn’t know
Heywood Heath was thought to have one.”
“Your knowledge of Welsh extends to morgens, then.”
“The female water spirit who drowns men.”
Gareth nodded. “I know how it sounds, but there are many
people around here who swear the water is haunted. They won’t go near it.” The
little remaining humor had gone from his face and voice. “Sometimes I think
they’re right. I could almost swear she killed Cameron because I sure as hell
didn’t.”
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Jo A. Hiestand
grew up on regular doses of music, books, and Girl Scout camping. She
gravitated toward writing in her post-high school years and finally did
something sensible about it, graduating from Webster University with a BA
degree in English and departmental honors. She writes two British mystery
series—of which two books have garnered the prestigious N.N. Light’s Book
Heaven ‘Best Mystery Novel’ two years straight. She also writes two
Missouri-based mystery series that are grounded in places associated with her
camping haunts. The camping is a thing of the past, for the most part, but the
music stayed with her in the form of playing guitar and harpsichord, and
singing in a folk group. Jo carves jack o’ lanterns badly; sings loudly; and
loves barbecue sauce and ice cream (separately, not together), kilts (especially
if men wear them), clouds and stormy skies, and the music of G.F. Handel. You
can usually find her pulling mystery plots out of scenery—whether from
photographs or the real thing.
https://www.johiestand.com/
https://www.amazon.com/Jo-A.-Hiestand/e/B0057SO7VI
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/haunted-water-jo-a-hiestand/1140381857
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