

Mordecai Tremaine, after ascertaining that she has not spoken to anyone else yet, agrees to accompany her back to the home where he sees the body. That voice belongs to Helen Carthallow, the wife of an artist who has a home nearby, and she is asking him for help, saying that she has just killed her husband. Mordecai Tremaine is resting on a Cornish beach in the sunshine and on the verge of drifting to sleep when he is startled to attention by a woman’s voice. As he mounts his investigation, Tremaine is quick to realize that however perfect a couple the Carthallows may have seemed, beneath the surface of their perfect life lay something much more sinister… Luckily for the officer, amateur criminologist Mordecai Tremaine has an uncanny habit of being in the near neighborhood whenever a suspicious death strikes. The local law enforcement officer is less than convinced by Helen Carthallow’s story, but he has no other explanation for the incident that occurred when the couple was alone in their clifftop house. Not only that, but his wife has confessed to firing the fatal shot. But this time it’s not his paintings that have provoked a blaze of publicity – it’s the fact that his career has been suddenly terminated by a bullet to his head. Adrian Carthallow, a dramatic and talented artist, is no stranger to controversy.
