Professor Moriarty: The Hound of the D'Urbervilles by Kim Newman

By Kim Newman

Think the twisted evil twins of Holmes and Watson and you've got the harmful duo of Prof. James Moriarty - wily, snake- like, fiercely clever, unpredictable - and Colonel Sebastian 'Basher' Moran - violent,politically improper, debauched. Together they run London crime, possessing police and criminals alike. Unravelling mysteries -- occupied with their very own gain. 

A spin-off from Titan's hugely winning additional Adventures of Sherlock Holmes sequence, The Hound of the D'Urbervilles sees acclaimed novelist Kim Newman (Anno Dracula) tackle the fiendish Professor Moriarty.

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Why didnt you finish? I developed an unknown-to-science allergy to Anglo-Irish accents, I told him. He liked that. UCD going to bring you out in a rash? Ill take my antihistamines. Frank hopped off his desk and went to the window, motioning me to follow. OK, he said. See that couple down there? A guy and a girl, walking up the street, talking. She found keys and let them into a depressing apartment block. Tell me about them, Frank said. He leaned back against the window and hooked his thumbs in his belt, watching me.

Your wound can get infected, he said, brightening. Youll go into the ICU and the doctors will try everything modern medicine can offer, but no go. Jesus Christ on a bike, I said. I felt like this was all I had said, all morning long. What on earth is making this seem like a good idea to you? Whats next? Frank asked. Come on, hit me. Next, Sam said, still looking away down the lane, its bloody dangerous. Frank raised one eyebrow and tilted his head at Sam, giving me a wicked private grin. For an off-balance second I had to stop myself grinning back.

Sam looking sick, Frank on the case and not wanting me spotted at the scene: it read a lot like an undercover had got killed. Gorgeous as always, Frank said. He held the crime-scene tape for me to duck under, and it was so familiar, I had made that quick easy movement so many times, that for a split second it felt like coming home. I automatically settled my gun at my belt and glanced over my shoulder for my partner, as if this was my own case I were coming to, before I remembered. Heres the story, Sam said.

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