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The games People Play...When a revered sports legend falls victim to a brutal home invasion, a nation is shaken to its core. Outrage swells and the press and powers that be demand answers. Warlow, fresh from a well-earned vacation, is thrown into the cauldron to lead the investigation. But the victim, despite his iconic status, has secrets of his own. Amidst the chaos of jealousy and rivalry that swirls around the case, a darker underbelly emerges. The pursuit of truth transforms into a gripping hunt, but whose truth is the team hunting?As is often the case, something else lurks in the labyrinth of deception. Something vile and twisted that could strike again at any moment... unless it's found.

Now it's personal... DCI Evan Warlow believes that murder is a cardinal sin. Even when the victim is a drug dealing, money-laundering criminal. But when a police officer is shot in the same incident at a tranquil beach near Tenby in South Pembrokeshire... Suddenly it's personal. What appears, on the surface, to be a falling out between partners in crime, soon spirals into an operation involving gang warfare and a great deal of money.But even Warlow is not prepared for what lurks beneath the surface of this most terrible of crimes. The truth, hidden under a tangled knot of lies, will lead him to a terrifying conclusion, and that most dangerous of criminals: A killer with nothing left to lose.

The egg man comethWhen a delivery driver stumbles across the dead body of a reclusive author in a remote area within a stone's throw of the Llyn Brianne dam, his first thoughts are that the elderly man has had a heart attack. But the knife sticking out of the corpse's chest tells a different story. Dial in some missing walkers, a secretive cult, and the unwelcome presence of paranormal-hunting podcasters and DCI Warlow has his work cut out getting to the rotten heart of the case.

In a dark, dark, hole...¿When the putrid smell oozing out of an old mine shaft in the Cambrian hills' 'green desert' of Wales turns out to be a corpse, DCI Evan Warlow and his team quickly slip into gear.But this is no pot-holing adventure gone wrong. Soon, Evan and the team are hunting for another missing person and discovering ghosts from the past that no one wants to confront. With the team stretched and confronting their own demons, DCI Warlow has his work cut out in unravelling a web of manipulation and lies.Yet there is more than one victim here. And unless he can find a way to the truth and quickly, someone else is going to fall foul.

Evan Warlow is a man with enemies. When two of his most vicious critics turn up dead in a macabre tableau, difficult questions need to be asked. The uncomfortable answers lead Evan and the team back to his roots and an old case that has haunted him for years. But the killer has more victims in mind.And guess who's next on the list?

Revenge is a dish best served... ice cold.While beach combing on MOD property, two young boys stumble across a reeking mound of tangled kelp. But it isn't the seaweed that stinks. It's the decomposing corpse beneath it.Called in to investigate, DCI Evan Warlow's team are faced with finding out how and why the body of a struck-off doctor ended up on a lonely beach within sight of Laugharne's famous Boathouse.But this is no innocent victim. This is a man with more enemies than friends. A fact that muddies the waters no end as Warlow unearths more and more of the dead man's sordid history. Not to mention a long line of suspects. With a killer in their midst hell bent on achieving a deadly goal and determined to let nothing and no one stand in their way, the team need to be on their guard.Unless they want to end up as victims, too.Ice Cold Malice is the third book in the DCI Evan Warlow series of Black Beacons thrillers by Rhys Dylan. Set in the heart of wild Wales, this dark murder mystery tinged with wry humour and populated by true to life characters, will keep you guessing. Perfect for fans of LJ Ross, JD Kirk. JM Dalgliesh, TG Reid and Simon McCleave. Celtic noir with a spatter of dark humour.