Mon Monde Est Sombre, Mate! (My World Is Dark, Mate!) - McFadden, Allan
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I was hoping that gorgeous CIA agent Margarita Gomez would never find out about the deception I had played on her in T rkiye. I feared that if we met up again, the tables would be turned, and I d be receiving a hefty dose of payback. I m Dougay Roberre, an expat Australian living on the French Riviera, where trouble has a knack for finding me, posing questions I foolishly feel compelled to answer. Why would a stand-over merchant think I needed to buy his special insurance? Why has the thug, M. Beret, come to visit me with a gun? Why are those criminal scumbags, Louis Heroux and the Mascati…mehr

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Produktbeschreibung
I was hoping that gorgeous CIA agent Margarita Gomez would never find out about the deception I had played on her in T rkiye. I feared that if we met up again, the tables would be turned, and I d be receiving a hefty dose of payback. I m Dougay Roberre, an expat Australian living on the French Riviera, where trouble has a knack for finding me, posing questions I foolishly feel compelled to answer. Why would a stand-over merchant think I needed to buy his special insurance? Why has the thug, M. Beret, come to visit me with a gun? Why are those criminal scumbags, Louis Heroux and the Mascati twins, meeting a Brazilian drug lord on top of Piazza Michelangelo in Florence? If only my crystal ball hadn t fogged up, I would have told Margarita I was busy that week and couldn t join her in Italy.
Autorenporträt
Allan McFadden trained as a secondary school music teacher and has worked as an actor, a theatre composer, director, pianist and teacher. With fellow Australian Peter Fleming, he has composed many musicals, among them Air Heart; Madame De, Frank Christie Frank Clarke! and Noli Me Tangere. A lover of fiction writing and fiction film/television, as he approached his sixty-ninth birthday he had a desire to write the stuff.