Sunday 1 January 2012

The Conchenta Conundrum



There's an island in the Azores where a young girl dies in the arms of her mother.


 

But what relevance is that to a visit to Crillsea by the United Kingdom's Prime Minister? He's come to open  a public building near Crillsea harbour on the south coast of England.




No relevance at all until the first body is found. It's the body of a beautiful woman and she's been poisoned! But what's the link?

Or has she been poisoned?

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From hero to zero, from King to pauper, the detective, Davies King, is told by his bosses to get the murder sorted out as soon as possible. It's a plain sailing domestic murder without any side issues, isn't it?
The chess-playing, hard-drinking, off the wall, Davies King doesn't think so.



Against all the odds and all his bosses wishes, Davies King embarks on a unique investigation.

But the problem is


There's a hidden bomb ticking and he's running out of time!



Will, Max, his best friend and bomb disposal officer,  be on time?


 Or is Max a suspect in the murders?






Does Davies King, gets anywhere near to solving the case? There's a town full of suspects and most of them are regulars in Davies King's local. There's a suspicious licensee, an odd ball bar fly, a cockney  wide boy and local hood, and a pool team worthy of suspicion. Then there's the woman who found the first body of  course. A convenient find, perhaps? And there's a bomb plot here, and a bomb plot there. But who's making the bombs and is the heroic bomb disposal officer really suspected of murder? And how many murderers are there? One, two or three? This is the first in a stand alone series featuring Detective Inspector DAVIES KING.
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Why did I write it? Because my wonderful readers, knowing how many murder cases I have investigated, implored me to pen a murderous tale for them. The result so far is twelve staggering ratings and reviews on Goodreads..... Everyone * * * * * 
A very popular book in print and kindle. Just follow the link at the bottom of the page. Thank you. Enjoy!
Place your bets and pick your suspect. 

Review:
This is what murder mysteries are supposed to be.... The Conchenta Conundrum sets the standard for murder mysteries. You can get the sense that the author is a real life detective, civilians wouldn't have the insights nor the technical know how to write like this. Once you start reading you won;t be able to put it down. I highly recommend this book.... 
Dennis Sheehan, author of  'Purchased Power'


Review by Susan Murray, Goodreads
one of the best books I have ever read. The story is well written and holds you fromstart to finish. I really like the character davis king and would love to read more books with this character in it.


Review by C C Champagne
The Conchenta Conundrum, a deadly game like chess moves with a timer ticking. This book has Davies King racing against the clock to flush out an elusive killer of women before time runs out for the innocent. You can't put this thrilling mystery down. Another GREAT book by Author Paul Anthony,


 E X T R A C T 

This is the prologue and opening pages of The Conchenta Conundrum - a murder mystery set on England's south coast - and elsewhere. But how many murders are there and how easy is it to detect such a crime when no-one wants to talk....

When she died on an island in the middle of an ocean, only her family cared. When she was taken from her people, only they noticed. When she had gone from the world she loved, it was too late to ask the question: Why?
Only her closest family knew she had died. Only her mother held her at the time of death. Only her mother knew the answer to why her daughter, Alicia Andorinha, died on a lonely island in the Atlantic.
But a tall white lady, with rings on her fingers and flowers in her hair, arrived on the island and asked, ‘How? Why? And when did the pretty Alicia Andorinha die? 
It was a dilemma of some magnitude originating on a tiny island a hundred nautical miles from the mainland.
The tall white lady, with rings on her fingers and flowers in her hair, wondered how many others had died, or might die in the next six months.
She called it the Conchenta Conundrum…

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