Chris Simms

I was born and brought up in rural Sussex, three miles from the nearest shop. Childhood holidays – which lasted for weeks as my dad was a teacher – were spent in a secluded spot in the heart of Exmoor. Sitting round the campfire at night, the haunting cries of owls floating in from the blackness beyond the flames, he would read me the ghost stories of MR James. The short walk to the safety of my tent was always taken at a sprint.

Books:

Series: DI Jon Spicer

Book Number:
4
2008
Review HELL'S FIRE, Chris Simms
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Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Blog Currently Reading - Hell's Fire, Chris Simms
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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

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