…until The Faces Of The Dead is published (out April 7).

As some of you probably know, it’s the second in the Cathy Marsden series, the sequel to No Precious Truth. Set three years later, in early spring 1944, a few months before D-Day. Not that the buildup greatly affected Leeds; the difference was down South, with thousands of troops – British, American, from all over the Commonwealth – gathered for the opening of the second front.

Up North, Cathy, along with the other members of the Special Investigation Branch (SIB) squad here, has her own problems: a Jaguar owned by a criminal has run off the road near Harewood, killing himself and the female passenger. A tragedy, but hardly something for SIB – until the car is examined. It’s filled with stolen good…including British and American guns.

Now it’s their business.

But the accident unleashes a power battle between the gang leaders in Leeds, one with control of crime in the city at stake. And it quickly turns deadly as one man tries for dominance. Cathy and the squad need to bring him down, and work alongside a couple of officers from the American miliary CID, with the tensions between nations on display.

Meanwhile, her boyfriend is home on leave after serving in North Africa and Italy. He springs a big surprises, but both he and Cathy know what lies ahead for him, looming on the horizon.

It’s a relentless, supercharged ride – but in a Leeds style.

I’d be very grateful if you’d pre-order The Faces Of The Dead from your favourite place (especially an independent). After that, hang on to your hat. It’s going to be a wild ride.