Social Media Celebrities in A Dark Harvest

A Crime Thriller Book Review

Social media celebrities, now there’s a thing, isn’t it? In this case it means someone who has caused a stir for winning the lottery.

That’s what happens here as two people vanish one stormy night. The investigation into their whereabout begins. Although it’s a good story, it wasn’t my favourite. That’s what happens when you read such big series. There will always be some that stand out more than the others.

I mostly listened to this on audio book rewarded by the brilliant Aubrey Parsons. It suits me that it is also in Kindle Unlimited, so the times I can’t listen, I read.

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This book is also standalone and this is the stunning description

Victims lost after a storm sweeps the moors. A distracting flood of fans and journalists. Is he tracking down a tragic accident or gruesome murder?

Harry Grimm views change with a wary eye. But as the usually steadfast boss struggles with upheavals among his team, he answers a call about a suspiciously abandoned camper. And he soon discovers its owners are a newlywed couple whose lottery winnings have earned them an obsessive stalker.

Using the pair’s social media posts to retrace their steps, Harry uncovers a makeshift camp with disturbing photos. Yet when one of his team disappears while out following a hunch, the seasoned DCI fears the body count could rise to three.

Can he execute a rescue mission before cameras click on a horrifying scene?

Dark Harvest is the nail-biting sixteenth book in the DCI Harry Grimm Crime Thrillers series. If you like strong teamwork, quick twists and turns, and races against the clock, then you’ll love David J Gatward’s chilling hunt.

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She was trapped, surrounded by things she had only ever seen in horror movies, except that Friday night fear of a good movie and bad food was nothing like this, which stared back at her through eyeless skulls wrapped in skin the colour of parchment tight as a drum.

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‘This is where you say that thing,’ said Matt.

‘What thing?’ Matt stood back, shaking his head.

‘Come on,’ he said. ‘Say it. You know you want to.’

‘Say what?’

‘The thing you always say. It’s your thing. Well, one of them, anyway. There’s that other one about a pineapple, but that’s for when you’re feeling especially grouchy and someone’s being a right idiot.’

Then the words fell into place in Harry’s mind. ‘Detective, remember?’

‘There we go,’ said Matt, clapping his hands together. ‘Do I know you, or do I know you? But

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A few minutes later, Harry presented her with a chipped mug of tea the colour of freshly varnished oak and a small plate of snacks.

‘Bit strong, I’m afraid,’ he said.

‘No, it’s fine,’ said Sowerby, then looked at the plate.

‘No pink wafers?’

‘They’re banned,’ said Harry. ‘You’ll just have to make do with shortbread from Cockett’s.’

Dave came over, shaking his head. ‘We can do better than that,’ he said, then before Harry could stop him, he went to the fridge and returned with another plate.

‘Cheese and cake,’ he said, then walked back over to talk with Jen.

Sowerby took a sip of her tea, then reached over to the plate Dave had brought over.

‘You’re spoiling me.’

‘No, Dave’s spoiling you,’ said Harry. ‘He’s a feeder.

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