Inspector George Bowman is alive and well. I know that because my readers tell me. A few weeks ago, I even received a letter from him.
Attached was a copy of the map which adorns his office wall (as readers will know). It was sent from the correct address at Scotland Yard. It MUST be him! As I walk the streets of London in my research, it's very often easy to imagine a lean, haunted-looking detective and his cheery companion going about their investigations. Only this week, I was in Holborn (site of my fourth short story from Bowman's Casebook, The Holborn Strangler). As I stood before the statue of Prince Albert in Holborn Circus and looked across the Viaduct to the tavern that features in the story, I was sure I could feel him tap me on the shoulder.
Finally, if any further proof were needed, I was sent this rather handsome portrait of the redoubtable inspector in his office at Scotland Yard.
With his hand in his pocket in an attempt to affect an air of rather studied nonchalance, its clear the image he is trying to portray. A dependable, resourceful officer of the law. With his map behind him and boxes full of solved cases stacked by the window, he looks every inch a defender of the peace. My readers know, however, that this is far from the truth. Those eyes hide a pain. Inspector Bowman's life has been torn apart by the events that occur just before the first novel, The Head In The Ice. Events that will echo throughout the next four books and beyond. In this case, the camera most definitely lies.
If you have yet to join the investigation, Bowman's story begins with the first novel, The Head In the Ice and continues through the short stories The Smithfield Murder and The Workhouse Poisoning to the second novel, The Devil In The Dock. Two more short stories follow, The Hampstead Garrotting and The Holborn Strangler. All the short stories are free to subscribers to my newsletter. The third novel in the series, The Body In The Trees, will be published later in 2019.