Kiss Her Goodbye Hard Case Crime
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Nominated for Edgar, Anthony and Gumshoe awards, KISS HER GOODBYE is a hard-hitting crime novel about a violent man confronting the reality of his daughter's death.
Violence is Joe Hope's business. When people in Edinburgh want to borrow money, they go to Cooper. When they don't pay it back, they get a visit from Joe Hope.
But now Joe's got problems of his own. His teenage daughter is found dead, an apparent suicide. Then the police arrest him for murder.
But for once in his life, Joe's innocent - and with help from Scotland's hardest men (and one of Scotland's hardest women), he sets out to find the person who framed him and deliver his own brutal brand of justice. After all, somebody has to pay.
"...a memorable and stunning and pitch-perfect debut and one you should grab forthwith. I can't remember a first novel this good in a long, long time."
- Mystery Scene
About the author:
Allan Guthrie is an award-winning Scottish crime writer. His debut novel, TWO-WAY SPLIT, was shortlisted for the CWA Debut Dagger award and went on to win the Theakston's Crime Novel Of The Year. He is the author of four other novels: KISS HER GOODBYE (nominated for an Edgar), BAD MEN (aka HARD MAN), SAVAGE NIGHT and SLAMMER and three novellas: KILL CLOCK , KILLING MUM and BYE BYE BABY, a Top Ten Kindle Bestseller. He's also co-founder of digital publishing company, Blasted Heath, and a literary agent with Jenny Brown Associates.
wiggled their arses in the middle of an uncluttered dance floor at a university disco. Broken Neck looked like she'd been in an accident. The other one writhed with her wrists in the air, as if she was inviting someone to bind them together. Joe was drunk. Bad news. The good news was that they were equally drunk. He strolled up to them and started talking. Spoke to Broken Neck first. Pointed to her neck, asked her if her injury was serious, and laughed. Of course she couldn't hear a word he said.
he left, went home for a while and had a cup thrown at him by a very much alive Ruth, then went on to Cooper's where he stayed the night. "Yeah?" "It's an alibi, Mr. Hope." "I can see that." "Your alibi. Your beautiful, watertight alibi. The police are interviewing Tina as we speak." Ronald Brewer made a few marks on his notepad. "You know," he said, "I can't help wondering why an innocent man would need to fabricate an alibi." Joe wasn't sure either. Cooper had obviously arranged it with
lawyer tried to hold Joe's gaze. After a while he looked away and said, "Anything else you want me to do for you?" "I was thinking." Joe gulped down some coffee. God, it was awful. "About Gemma's funeral." "What are the arrangements?" the lawyer asked. "Is the body being flown here, or is she being buried in Orkney?" Joe stared at the plastic cup. "Ruth might have organized something. Maybe she had time. Before she…I don't know, she didn't tell me." Brewer waited a moment. Then he said, "I'll
right. His finger started probing. It hurt. He whispered again. This time she made out his words. "Stop wriggling," he said. "Sore," she whispered back. "Oh," he said. "I'm sorry." He removed his hand and, without a word or another glance, got off the bus at the next stop. Tina never saw him again. She could picture his face, though. The chocolate chip embedded in his cheek. And she could still smell him. Every time she put the rubbish out. NINETEEN DS Grove asked the first
to Ruth. The other one. Yep, if he wanted to talk to someone who knew his daughter, he should talk to his wife. Not Cooper. Maybe, he thought as he stood up, he was just a little bit drunk. FOUR Ruth, his wife, his delightful wife, was in the kitchen. Ah, bless her, the wee bundle of joy, she'd changed her clothes. She was sitting at the table, slouched over like she was suffering from stomach cramp, a mug of tea cradled in the bosom of her black dress. Man, could she suffer. Her eyes