Started this debut novel from a local author last night.
From the Blurb:
In Sydney, when lawyer Richard Catlin lies dead of a stab wound, Karl Landry, a forensic accountant, blames himself for allowing the police to cause him to doubt the integrity of his best and closest friend. He strives to find the truth, learns to trust Detective Inspector Fiona Collins, and traces the paths of art and science fraud, involving paintings by Caravaggio and Mondrian, and the deaths of people ensnared. Those paths lead to the European Mafia and bring Karl Landry to the brink of his own death - from which he is saved by....
I live on a subtropical island in Moreton Bay about an hour from Brisbane, Australia. It’s a nice place with good people.
Born in the Blue Mountains of Australia, I was whipped off to New Zealand at the age of four, after my mother had one row too many with her mother-in-law. They were a pair of feisty women.