Burnt Blood

Some fires destroy the evidence. Others wake what was buried.

Detective George Reynolds has spent his life distrusting his own mind.

There are hours he cannot remember. Blood he cannot explain. Nightmares of chains, burning bodies and a six-fingered hand reaching for him through the dark. Then a series of cassette tapes arrive in the voice of his dead friend, leading George towards missing children, mutilated bodies and a house that should have taken its secrets to the grave.

Someone has been waiting for him. Someone who knows George was abducted as a toddler. That three years later, he was found chained beneath the ruins of Canton House, surrounded by the headless remains of five men. And that whatever escaped the fire that night may not have been entirely human.

As the tapes draw George into an increasingly sadistic game, those closest to him become pieces on the board. Each life he saves exposes another buried truth: stolen identities, corrupted police records and a covert programme that treated children as experiments, and monsters as weapons.

Now something inside George is awakening. His senses are sharpening. His wounds are healing. And when the blood flows, his body remembers what his mind was forced to forget.

To uncover who stole his childhood, and why, George must descend into the darkness beneath Canton House one final time. But the people hunting him do not merely want him dead. They want back what they made.

Burnt Blood is a relentless supernatural detective horror novel about corrupted memory, stolen identity and the terrifying possibility that the monster inside you may be the only part that has never lied.

Blood remembers. And eventually, it finds its way home.