“Christine Blacklaw paled. She knew he was right. Loch Merse and its surrounding area was a terrible death trap, human beings the… — Guy N. Smith Copy Share Image
“Damn the crabs!’ He thumped on the desk with his fist. Of all the rotten luck. They have to choose my loch.” — Guy N. Smith Copy Share Image
“Christine Blacklaw paled. She knew he was right. Loch Merse and its surrounding area was a terrible death trap, human beings the bait, the… — Guy N. Smith Copy Share Image
