In this new volume, Alan Tootill covers the events in the UK since 2013, and with the struggle against fracking winning the political argument in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland, concentrates on the English dimension to the continuing war against an unwanted industrialisation of our countryside and unwarranted attack on environmental and human health, human rights and local democracy.
Alan Tootill is a novelist with ten titles in the Martin Cole and Blackpool series to his credit. He is also the author of the most significant analysis of the prospects for UK shale gas fracking.
Soon Martin is back in harness, tempted by the prospect of an intriguing case, not to mention a useful income. Roselake Investigation Services, here we come. He finds himself with an office, an attractive young assistant, Tanya, and a caseload to take on.
But Anna's problem is not that easy to resolve. How come her aunt left her money to a cat charity, when she hated cats? And when a hit-and-run driver interrupts Martin's blossoming romance, his investigation takes him once more into a dark past, and a dangerous present.
This is the second in the Martin Cole series of novels by Alan Tootill
So when his friend Nigel asks him to house-sit his Devon country cottage whilst Nigel takes an extended vacation, Martin jumps at the chance. But if Martin was expecting a quiet life he is in for a shock. Roselake seems peaceful at first glance, but soon Martin finds himself with serious problems. Wild women and raw home-distilled spirits he can cope with, but murder is something he was not prepared for.
At times flippant, at times soul-searching, at times naif, Martin muddles through. Whether due to his intuition or just plain luck, Martin solves the Blackleigh murders, making some friends - and enemies - along the way.
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Cole In The Country finds Martin moving down to Devon after divorce from his wife Carol and eviction from his London home. Martin expects to enjoy a quiet rural idyll house-sitting for his friend Nigel, who has gone for an extended stay in New Zealand.
But Martin has not bargained for wild women, raw hooch and strange goings-on in the cowshed. And he certainly didn’t expect to find a corpse.
For the rest of Blackpool, before the problems started, it was business as usual. But then people started getting wise. The stories started emerging how the fracking companies, purpose-built venture frackploitation capital firms, were wrecking the land and air. The profit from raping the countryside was going abroad to their US, Australian and Cayman Island and other offshore backers. The only money that stayed in the country went into corrupt politicians’ pockets.
Of course back in the early 2010s no-one knew this was coming. But the signs were there. The environmentalists raged on about earthquakes, water pollution and health problems. Most folk didn’t listen. The antis were a ragbag lot, and as often as not were squabbling between themselves. When one of them died in front of a fracking fluid lorry she was blamed for her own stupidity.
Now the Fylde is ruined forever, and everyone’s wise after the event.