Roley's Wood

By A.J. Llewellyn

When Dr Jack Hanrahan set out for a much needed vacation, he had no idea his life would forever change on a remote biking trail in Roley's Wood...

Jack Hanrahan is a California surgeon taking a brief cycling vacation with friends in Edinburgh, Scotland. A woman's scream shatters his peaceful ride in the recently cleaned up Roley's Wood.

He and his best friend, Paul, a heart surgeon, race towards the sound. They find a woman lying on the ground, clinging to life, an arrow sticking out of her body. Jack and Paul have no way of knowing that she disappeared weeks ago and has been the subject of a huge manhunt. They try to help her, working on her frantically until they are able to call for help but by the time they reach the hospital, it's too late.

In the confusion, they realise whoever fired at her must have been an onlooker because the arrow Paul took out of the victim is missing. How could they have not noticed the killer sneaking back to remove it?

The case soon lands in the procurator fiscal's hands. Jack has never heard of this but soon finds that the man in question is the very sexy public prosecutor Brodie Shaw, who promptly asks Jack for help in the twisty mystery as they begin to fall in love with each other...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pride Publishing
• Release date: Mar 25, 2013
• ISBN: 9781781842546

A.J. Llewellyn

A.J. Llewellyn lives in California, but dreams of living in Hawaii. Frequent trips to all the islands, bags of Kona coffee in the fridge and a healthy collection of Hawaiian records keep this writer refueled. A.J. never lacks inspiration for male/male erotic romances and on the rare occasions this happens, pursues other passions such as collecting books on Hawaiiana, surfing and spending time with friends and animal companions. A.J. Llewellyn believes that love is a song best sung out loud.

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Roley’s Wood

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ROLEY’S WOOD

A.J. Llewellyn

When Dr Jack Hanrahan set out for a much needed vacation, he had no idea his life would forever change on a remote biking trail in Roley’s Wood…

Jack Hanrahan is a California surgeon taking a brief cycling vacation with friends in Edinburgh, Scotland. A woman’s scream shatters his peaceful ride in the recently cleaned up Roley’s Wood.

He and his best friend, Paul, a heart surgeon, race towards the sound. They find a woman lying on the ground, clinging to life, an arrow sticking out of her body. Jack and Paul have no way of knowing that she disappeared weeks ago and has been the subject of a huge manhunt. They try to help her, working on her frantically until they are able to call for help but by the time they reach the hospital, it’s too late.

In the confusion, they realise whoever fired at her must have been an onlooker because the arrow Paul took out of the victim is missing. How could they have not noticed the killer sneaking back to remove it?

The case soon lands in the procurator fiscal’s hands. Jack has never heard of this but soon finds that the man in question is the very sexy public prosecutor Brodie Shaw, who promptly asks Jack for help in the twisty mystery as they begin to fall in love with each other…

Dedication

To all the men and women who dedicate their lives to healing people—and those of us who fantasise about them…

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Diaper Genie: Playtex Products, Inc.

Craigslist: Craigslist, Inc.

Doc Martin TV series: Dominic Minghella

William and Mary TV series: ITV plc

Volkswagen: Volkswagen Group

The Magic Tree House: Mary Pope Osborne, Sal Murdocca

Brain Age: Train Your Brain in Minutes a Day!: Nintendo SPD

RoboCop: Orion Pictures

Calvin Klein: Calvin Klein, Inc.

Google: Google, Inc.

Why Does it Always Rain on Me?: Travis, Fran Healy

Chapter One

"This is the last time—and I mean it, Paul—the very last time I’ll ever let you book our vacations for us." I couldn’t believe what I saw.

Why? How can you say that? You haven’t even given the house a chance yet, Jack.

I’ve given it a chance. Plenty of chances. It’s horrible. Absolutely horrible.

No, it’s not. It’s just…well loved.

"Well loved?" I tried to hold my temper in check—after all, this was supposed to be a restful vacation. Paul, it’s somebody’s house!

I know that. I thought it was a great idea. We wanted to see Edinburgh the way the locals do—

The poverty-stricken locals? God, Paul. Did you even look at some photos of it before you paid for it?

Of course I did. He got defensive. I found the ad on Craigslist and there were tons of photos.

And you saw the fake leather sofas and thought, what? That they were charming?

They’re very retro, Jack. Very in right now. He had to be joking.

I was afraid to touch anything. There was a grubby vibe to it all. I’d just recovered from a serious illness, and I needed and wanted clean. I wanted a nice hotel room with fresh-smelling sheets.

Of all the terrible things you’ve done to me, babe, this is by far the worst.

He huffed and puffed a moment. "It was cheap, and besides, we agreed we wouldn’t be inside all day. We agreed we wanted to have an authentic Edinburgh experience."

I turned to Milo, Paul’s boyfriend. And what do you think? You like this place?

The curly haired Brazilian bombshell lifted his shoulders, ever expressive in a mere gesture. "No. It’s a nightmare. I hope I wake up soon, but in case I don’t…it’s paid for and they won’t give us a refund. By the way, I just tried to wash my hands in