Still Life by Val McDermid

Still Life

Still Life (Karen Pirie Series #6) by Val McDermid
English | 2020 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 1.4 MB

Val McDermid is the award-winning, international bestselling author of more than thirty novels and has been hailed as Britain’s Queen of Crime.
In Still Life , McDermid returns to her propulsive series featuring DCI Karen Pirie, who finds herself investigating the shadowy world of forgery, where things are never what they seem.
When a lobster fisherman discovers a dead body in Scotland’s Firth of Forth, Karen is called into investigate.
She quickly discovers that the case will require untangling a complicated web – including a historic disappearance, art forgery, and secret identities – that seems to orbit around a painting copyist who can mimic anyone from Holbein to Hockney.
Meanwhile, a traffic crash leads to the discovery of a skeleton in a suburban garage.
Needless to say, Karen has her plate full.
Meanwhile, the man responsible for the death of the love of her life is being released from prison, reopening old wounds just as she was getting back on her feet.
Tightly plotted and intensely gripping, Still Life is Val McDermid at her best, and new and longtime readers alike will delight in the latest addition to this superior series.

A hurt look sprang into his eyes. ‘Have I done something to upset you?’

‘It’s nothing to do with you.’ She hoped that would do it, but no. He had to persist.

‘Then what is it? I don’t want us to keep secrets from each other.’

Karen pushed herself more upright on the feather pillows. She didn’t want to discuss this in a slouch. ‘Tomorrow morning, the man who killed Phil is being released from prison. I want to be there.’

‘What are you planning?’ Anxiety vibrated from Hamish as if he were a freshly struck tuning fork.

‘Nothing. I want to see where he’s living, that’s all.’ Now she’d said more than she intended. ‘And I don’t want company.’

‘Do you think that’s a good idea?’

Before she could respond, Karen’s work mobile rang. Automatically, she reached for it on the bedside table. ‘DCI Pirie, Historic Cases Unit,’ she said.

‘Good morning, DCI Pirie. This is Sergeant Pollock from Barrack Street in Perth. We’ve got a walk-in this morning that I think is more up your street than mine. Any chance you could come up and help us reach a decision?’

Karen felt a familiar prickle of interest and turned away from Hamish. ‘Could you give me a wee bit more to go on?’

‘Well, it’s like this.’ He spoke slowly, keen to make sure he got his points across. ‘A member of the public came in and made a report at the bar. Her sister died in an RTA a few weeks ago and she’s just getting round to sorting out the deceased’s house. There was a camper van in the garage that the woman says definitely didn’t belong to her sister. She took a look inside and there’s skeletonised human remains in the back of the van. Now, the fact that they’re skeletonised says cold case to me and my boss. So we thought we’d cut to the chase and get you involved from the start.’

‘Are you telling me you’ve not already got a team on site?’

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