A Slightly Bitter Taste — Harry Carmichael

On the night that Quinn of the Morning Post began his holiday, he strayed into a late party. When he got drunk, a girl called Carole made herself responsible for him. Next day, she took him off for a quiet weekend with friends in Dorset. But within a few hours, death had joined the guests at Elm Lodge...



Inevitably, Quinn gets caught up in the smouldering passions that govern the house of secrets.