Welcome to the nbmagazine.co.uk stop on the blog tour for Blood On His Hands by Ian McFadyen!

Here’s a little info about the book:

When a stranger enters DI Carmichael’s local church, with blood on his hands claiming to have committed a murder, Carmichael and his team are quickly summoned.

And when the man disappears, as mysteriously as he arrived, with few clues to his identity, where he came from and where he went, Carmichael quickly realises that all may not be as it seems.

The conundrum becomes even more puzzling when, in less than 24 hours, a corpse is discovered in the boot of a Bentley car down a quiet country lane. As the body count rises Carmichael and his team remains confounded as to who is behind the murders and what motive they have for taking so many lives.

In this, the eighth gripping murder mystery from the pen of Ian McFadyen, the author once again captivates the reader with an array of beguiling characters tightly woven within an intriguing, skilfully scripted plot. It will keep you guessing right until the end.

And about author Ian McFadyen:

Ian McFadyen lives in Bishops Stortford, Herts, and has published seven books in the Carmichael series so far. McFadyen has built up a strong following and is particularly well supported by library borrowers – being positioned in the top 10% of most loaned authors in the last three years. Favourably mentioned alongside Wilkie Collins and Colin Dexter, McFadyen’s titles are all available in paperback and on kindle.

And here’s Gill Chedgey’s review of Blood On His Hands:

Ian McFadyen was an unknown writer to me despite being prolific; this story is apparently the eighth of the Inspector Carmichael mysteries. This was one of those delightful books that initially offered no particular expectations. Indeed, the title suggested a dark, messy thriller but the book turned out to be a gripping paradox of a crime story. Paradox? Well, in spite of the fact that it is set in modern times with mobile phones, internet searches, forensic sophistication, PNC, SOCO etc., it reads like a detective tale of old. Some solid, almost old-fashioned policing that strikes a balance with the modern methods available. Set in a small village where the police team is tight, loyal, efficient and tenacious, this complex and convoluted crime is policed and investigated systematically and methodically. For the reader that is a boon because it is easy to keep on top of events without having to scratch your head and keep referring back.

The narrative sparkles along, offering clues aplenty, as well as some are red herrings, which certainly make the reader think. We are led down some garden paths but never allowed to roam lost. And in spite of the number of dead bodies and violence, it never presents as a dark, soulless read. The myriad characters who make their exits and entrances throughout the story bring the narrative to life with their intrigues and personalities.

A nice, topical little subplot involving Inspector Carmichael’s daughter allows a seamless segue into the main plot using character and event which can then be jettisoned for the most part as the objective has been achieved. Neatly done, Mr. McFadyen!

It’s a substantial tome but with an easy and accessible style that sees the pages fly by you as you read on and on to find out when, where, why and ‘whodunnit’! One thing did bug me though and I have to give it voice and that was the amount of detail about the case Inspector Carmichael divulged to his wife, Penny. It seemed contrary to his character. He presented as somebody who goes largely by the book. And the details of a case are confidential even to the nearest and dearest, aren’t they?

I can see this book translating well to the little screen as a series like Line of Duty maybe. There’s enough substance in it. And I think that was part of its appeal – there was a familiarity about it. Not in the sense that it was predictable or formulaic but, again paradoxically, given that it is a crime story, there was a subtle and underlying warmth that pervaded the book.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to the library to get my hands (no blood) on some more Inspector Carmichael stories.

Gill Chedgey 4*

Blood On His Hands by Ian McFadyen
Book Guild Publishing Ltd 9781912881949 pbk Nov 2019