Although my next novel is not going to be another in the Radwinter series, I am actually writing a further geological mystery about my Radwinter characters.

For your eyes only, here is an excerpt!

I was concentrating completely on the ins and outs of some legal papers for a client and didn’t register my phone was ringing. I answered it rather more loudly than I meant to and there was silence then the sound of laboured breathing…

Good grief, don’t say I’ve got a heavy-breather… Hello? I said rather firmly and sternly ready to finish the call and block the number.

“Good morning… is that Mr. Radwinter….” And the voice, man or woman I couldn’t tell, faded away, then started again. “My name is Shsh Shshsher…”

“I’m sorry, you are?”

“Shsh Shshsher… A friend at the golf club suggested you might be able to help me…”

When I was working as a proper solicitor in a practice in Strand, where Kylie also worked, I had a dear old gentleman who always asked for me to assist in his matters and business, usually changing his will which was a bit of a hobby of his. When our firm amalgamated with another and moved their head office to Castair, Kylie and I were effectively given the sack; however my kindly old gentleman insisted that I continue to handle his affairs and more than that, recommended me to  a lot of his friends at the golf club. The golf club gang, as I call them, are my best clients, and are nearly all nice people and also quite wealthy.

As well as the usual conveyancing, enduring powers of attorney, wills and even a couple of divorces, they have asked me to help them on several intriguing ‘cases’ as I mentioned above, with the flowers on the grave, the Moroccan and the Tibetan Lama.

“I will try my best Mr. Shshsher…” I couldn’t ask him again for his name, having tried to work it out three times. “Perhaps we could arrange a time where we could meet, or maybe I could call on you… what sort of business do you wish to conduct?”

There was another yawning pause before Mr. Shshsher replied that he would have to discuss that with me… he wasn’t sure I could help, he wasn’t sure anyone could help, but his friends had recommended me highly…He gave me his address, a place I didn’t know over on the other side of Strand, and we agreed I should call the next day at eleven.

If you haven’t read all or any of my Radwinter novels, or my other e-books, you can find them here:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=lois+elsden

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    2016-02-16 1:14 GMT+02:00 Lois Elsden :

    > Lois posted: “Although my next novel is not going to be another in > the Radwinter series, I am actually writing a further geological mystery > about my Radwinter characters. For your eyes only, here is an excerpt! I > was concentrating completely on the ins and outs of ” >

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