Detective Tadhg Sullivan’s life seems to be falling apart, since being shifted to Clare from Dublin after falling out with the Minister for Justice and the Garda Commissioner. His partner, Journalist Helen Carty, has moved out, unable to live with his bouts of depression and periodic alcoholism. He finds himself once again alone in a world that doesn’t understand him.
Suddenly Sullivan is knocked out of his lethargy when a teenage girl goes missing not far from Ennis where he has been stationed. Sullivan is asked to lead the hunt by the local Superintendent and is catapulted into a world of unimaginable horror. He is confronted by Lord Charles Cromwell the leader of a sadistic cult—The Brotherhood—that derives its pleasures from the torture and murder of young women.
Sullivan’s investigation is once again hampered by political interference. As he fights his way through one bureaucratic obstacle after another he discovers that The Brotherhoods tentacles have not only reached into corridors of power in Ireland but, they are being protected by powerful politicians worldwide.
To cut through this protective ring of steel Sullivan finds himself having to engage
with some strange bed fellows. Which included an ex CIA agent, Simon Horowitz, who had saved his partners life during his last investigation and an IRA leader, Rory O’Connor, who has recently been released from prison.
Will this strange combination be able to destroy The Brotherhood before their murderous reign takes another young life or will Lord Cromwell destroy Sullivan and everything he loves?
Detective Tadhg Sullivan’s life seems to be falling apart, since being shifted to Clare
from Dublin after falling out with the Minister for Justice and the Garda Commissioner. His partner, Journalist Helen Carty, has moved out, unable to live with his bouts of depression and periodic alcoholism. He finds himself once again alone in a world that doesn’t understand him.
Suddenly Sullivan is knocked out of his lethargy when a teenage girl goes missing
not far from Ennis where he has been stationed. Sullivan is asked to lead the hunt by
the local Superintendent and is catapulted into a world of unimaginable horror. He is
confronted by Lord Charles Cromwell the leader of a sadistic cult—The
Brotherhood—that derives its pleasures from the torture and murder of young
women.
Sullivan’s investigation is once again hampered by political interference. As he fights
his way through one bureaucratic obstacle after another he discovers that The
Brotherhoods tentacles have not only reached into corridors of power in Ireland but,
they are being protected by powerful politicians worldwide.
To cut through this protective ring of steel Sullivan finds himself having to engage
with some strange bed fellows. Which included an ex CIA agent, Simon Horowitz,
who had saved his partners life during his last investigation and an IRA leader, Rory
O’Connor, who has recently been released from prison.
Will this strange combination be able to destroy The Brotherhood before their
murderous reign takes another young life or will Lord Cromwell destroy Sullivan and
everything he loves?
While he was studying he began writing ‘The Gun’ which is the first book in The Tadhg Sullivan Series. His second book in the series called The Brotherhood was released in May 2015. He is currently working on the third book in the series.
He plays guitar and sings in many of the pubs in his hometown of Wexford where he is often joined by his two children Ella and Rory who play fiddle and flute.
In his spare time he likes to walk his two dogs with his wife Caroline.
Contact Information
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Long Excerpt
She knew nothing of the white van that pulled up behind her, until the two men
grabbed her and bundled her into the back. She’d been jogging along the road, with
her headphones on listening to Mumford and Sons. At first she’d thought it was a
prank by some of her friends. But as the van tore along the narrow road at top speed
and she found herself being tossed from side to side, she knew something much
more sinister was unfolding. She screamed. Suddenly the van took a sharp left, and
she smashed her face against the side panelling. They seemed to be on a long,
pebbled lane. She stared at her headphones, the music still blaring, lying on the
floor, and cursed herself for not listening to her parents, who had begged her to bring
her mobile phone.
The van jolted to a halt. She heard men get out, heard their feet crunch on the
pebble drive as they walked to the back and opened the doors. She cried with terror
as the two middle aged men dragged her out and carried her across the forecourt
towards a huge wooden door.
One rang the bell, and seconds later she heard the door creak as it inched open.
A tall man of about sixty with a nose like a beak moved to the side as the men
carried her inside and along a dark hallway. She tried to struggle but to no avail.
They were too strong. She screamed, but her voice seemed to be swallowed by the
old house.
When they reached the back, they made her stand. She begged them to let her
go home. Tears ran down her face when they ignored her pleas, opened another
door, and pushed her through. She found herself in an old church. They prodded her
along the aisle towards an altar. One went over to the wall and pulled down a handle
disguised as a candlestick. The altar started to move slowly, revealing a stairway
leading down into a dungeon. The two men propelled her into the dark hole below.
The altar moved back slowly. She tried to climb the stairs, but the men forced her
back down. She screamed one last time. Then the darkness surrounded her, as the
marble altar ground itself into place, eventually drowning out her pleas.
Thank you for hosting me today Mallory! Daithi
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