Walk softly, and carry a very big stick ... DI Adams fled London thanks to bridge-dwelling monsters and magical toasties – a one-time experience she's in no hurry to repeat. She's police, not some cryptid hunter. Leeds has other plans, though. Tasked with the seemingly mundane case of a missing necklace, Adams soon realises she's stumbled into something big. The necklace is persuasive, and not in an ooh shiny, way. In a let's topple governments way. And in the wrong hands, it just might. But she has a problem. She's the only one who can see this isn't an ordinary necklace. The only one who realises magic isn't top hats and rabbits. There's no one she can turn to for help, and the necklace's influence is already spreading. Juggling unhelpful colleagues, amnesiac witnesses, and problematic women of a certain age, Adams plunges into the shadowy, magical side of Leeds. At least she has the invisible, caffeine-addicted dog by her side. Plus a duck. And a very big stick. She's got this. She has to. Because there's no one else who can … ### This is book one in the DI Adams Mysteries, but you may want to check out the prequel, What Happened in London, to discover the significance of that duck. The DI Adams Mysteries contain no graphic violence, scenes of a sexual nature, or strong language, but they do contain some blasphemy, as well as a truly disturbing level of caffeine consumption ...
