DCI Billy McCartney has gone to ground, disillusioned with his job. When a runaway turns up on his doorstep, her story plunges Mac back to the summer of 1990, and one of his most traumatic cases.
McCartney and his partner DS Millie Baker are in Ibiza, on a joint venture with the Spanish serious crime agency. Their objective: to infiltrate the Liverpool-based drug gang responsible for a wave of ecstasy-related deaths. But their stakeout takes both Mac and Millie to the heart of a dark empire whose tentacles stretch from Ireland to Morocco, and whose activities include industrial-scale drug production - and terrorism. They're close to their big bust when Millie is abducted by the gang, and killed. McCartney never quite recovers from it.The waif who knocks on Mac's door twenty-four years later has escaped from those same captors; a dynasty of international dope dealers based high in the Moroccan Rif. What she tells McCartney blasts his apathy away, and sends him on a mission that goes far beyond law and order. This is his chance for redemption.
I've recently been sent a copy of The House on the Hill to review but I've not had a chance to read it yet but here's a short extract to whet our appetite for what promises to be a thrilling read...
Extract
Shanley dimmed the lights, stumbled slightly as he went to operate the VCR, and froze the first image with another remote control. A map of Ibiza, with little balloon motifs marking certain spots. Again, McCartney’s spine tingled. Ibiza. This was beginning to make sense. If it was an Ibiza job, there could be no one better equipped than him...
‘When I say Ecstasy deaths, I’m talking here, mainland UK. The holiday season hasn’t even started over there yet, but we’ve already had reports of two drug-related deaths in Ibiza, too. Jus can fill us in on that.’
‘Sure, and sad to say it could get worse. The Swedish girl and a German boy, they both died, and there is also Brits girl in the hospital, not waking up yet. All had been out in same club –’
‘And all had taken Ecstasy?’
‘Correct. Yes...’