David Mcculloch

The Slate Creek Bridge Mystery David Mcculloch

Murder echoes off the rugged peaks of the Cutthroat Mountains in the Pacific Northwest and shatters the complacency of guests at Slate Creek Lodge. For one of those guests the death of a colleague brings the emptiness of his own life into sharp relief. As far as Donald McLure can see trading the life of a forensic pathologist in Scotland for that of an academic in the USA has been a mistake. Despite the outward appearance of success he feels unfulfilled. He doesn't belong in this country. His work is esoteric. His wife spends increasing amounts of time abroad and is even more distant when she is at home. The only accomplishments that give him any comfort are the security and happiness of his three kids. Although excluded from the official investigation, Donald is fascinated by the details of this ruthlessly planned murder. When his son's ex-girlfriend is accused of the crime he launches himself on a quest to exonerate the young woman. Following threads and inconsistencies that the police are ignoring he encounters evasion and half truths from the dead man's colleagues in Seattle and hostility from the residents of Slate Creek Valley. Beneath the tranquil veneer of rural life Donald encounters people more interested in a twenty-year-old murder that rocked the community than in this recent murder of an outsider. A family of faded aristocrats clings to the myths of bygone times. A bitter and twisted artist paints hostile pictures to offend the tourists. From the tightly wound innkeeper to a nest of anti-government zealots Donald's probing uncovers more about the old murder than the one he set out to solve. Goaded by a collusion of deceit he stumbles into mortal danger, confronts the killer, and faces up to the realities of his own life. From the gridlock of academic life in Seattle to the windswept ridges of the Okanogan wilderness The Slate Creek Bridge Mystery introduces Scottish forensic pathologist Donald McLure. Na¿ve and vulnerable in personal matters, his dry ob