Blackpool Rock Bloodshed - Higgs, Steve
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Arriving in the famous English seaside resort, Albert plans only to reminisce about a childhood holiday more than seventy years in the past. While there he will eat the town's most famous creation - the sugary treat known as rock. But when he walks into a shop being shaken down by heavies enforcing a protection racket, all thoughts of relaxation go out the window. Instantly marked when Rex rousts the criminals, Albert must choose whether to leave the town - the sensible choice - or unravel the gang's plans - the option containing the greatest likelihood for mayhem and danger. However, the…mehr

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Arriving in the famous English seaside resort, Albert plans only to reminisce about a childhood holiday more than seventy years in the past. While there he will eat the town's most famous creation - the sugary treat known as rock. But when he walks into a shop being shaken down by heavies enforcing a protection racket, all thoughts of relaxation go out the window. Instantly marked when Rex rousts the criminals, Albert must choose whether to leave the town - the sensible choice - or unravel the gang's plans - the option containing the greatest likelihood for mayhem and danger. However, the choice is not his, because his partner has sniffed something other than cavity-inducing candy on the wind ... ... the scent of a wolf. A real one. And if Rex's nose is right, then it needs his help. Man and dog both know how to solve a crime, but separated and working independently, can they arrive at the same conclusion? Can they be as effective working individually? One thing is for certain. There is going to be bloodshed. Baking. It can get a guy killed.
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At school, the author was mostly disinterested in every subject except creative writing, for which, at age ten, he won his first award. However, calling it his first award suggests that there have been more, which there have not. Accolades may come but, in the meantime, he is having a ball writing mystery stories and crime thrillers and claims to have more than a hundred books forming an unruly queue in his head as they clamour to get out. He lives in the south-east corner of England with a duo of lazy sausage dogs. Surrounded by rolling hills, brooding castles, and vineyards, he doubts he will ever leave, the beer is just too good.