Táto séria sa ponorí do temného a znepokojujúceho sveta, kde sa stretáva zločin s psychologickou hĺbkou. Sledujte napínavé a často brutálne pátranie po pravde, kde sa hranice medzi dobrom a zlom neustále stierajú. Každý príbeh sľubuje napätie, prekvapivé zvraty a postavy, ktoré vás nenechajú chladnými. Je to čítanie pre tých, ktorí hľadajú dobrodružstvo na hrane priepasti.
Bored and broke, Morris Duckworth, an English teacher in Verona, stumbles on a plan for financial salvation - to marry Massimina, a seventeen-year-old student. And if his intentions are frustrated by a suspicious, conservative family, is it any fault of his that the lovely girl chooses to elope? Obsessed by self-advancement and excitement, Morris' dreams of blackmail, theft and murder plunge him deep into a chilling nightmare of deception and violence.
Featuring a thrilling and unpredictable plot, the second Duckworth novel delivers a roller-coaster experience filled with excitement and eccentricity. Readers can expect a blend of humor and suspense as they follow the escapades of a charismatic yet unpredictable protagonist, promising a wild ride from start to finish.
Morris Duckworth has a dark past. Having married and murdered his way into a wealthy Italian family he has long left aside the paperweight and the pillow to become a respected member of Veronese business life. But itâe(tm)s not enough. Never satisfied with being anything short of the best, he comes up with a plan to put on the most exciting art exhibition of the decade, based on a subject close to his heart: killing. All the great slaughters of scripture and classical times will be on show, from Cain and Abel, to Brutus and Caesar. But as Morris meet stiff resistance from the Neapolitan director of Veronaâe(tm)s Castelvecchio museum, everything starts to unravel around him. His children are rebelling, his mistress is asking for more than he wants to give, his wife is increasingly attached to her ageing confessor, and worst of all itâe(tm)s getting harder and harder to ignore the ghosts that swirl around him, and the skeletons rattling in every cupboard. The shame of it is that Morris Arthur Duckworth really did not want to have to kill again.