Envoy of the Black Pine, Paperback
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An enthralling mystery of dangerous secrets, desperate men and macabre murder April 1808: A storm sweeps across the islands of the Baltic Sea, destroying the village of Lower Slaughter as it goes.

Into this ruined land comes missing-persons finder Whilbert Stroop, on the trail of a lost miniature library and its protector.

Almost crossing his path is Griselda Liit, a refugee from Lower Slaughter, carrying her father's secrets back to the island of her birth.

Behind Griselda, in the shadows, a strange figure follows for a very different reason.

Stroop's investigation will lead him from the flooded valley to sinister printworks, and to the strange island archipelago of Saaremaa in the Baltic Sea.

Once there, he must unravel the increasingly tangled strands of past and present that surround the islands, and delve into a mysterious world of ancient Brotherhoods, insurrection, piracy, and death.


  • Format: Paperback
  • Pages: 416 pages, map
  • Publisher: Headline Publishing Group
  • Publication Date:
  • Category: Historical mysteries
  • ISBN: 9780755343546



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The word ‘Libraries’ got to me, while ‘Macabre Murder’ caused an agreeable frisson to run down my spine: writer Clio Gray is a librarian and, being one myself, I gave her the benefit of the doubt and believed The Scotsman when they called her “Just as bloody as The Da Vinci Code … much better written”. Dan Brown sucks yet I will read his latest load of cobblers: Clio Gray writes an intelligent and delicate blend of fact and fantasy, but does not have the skill – not matter how pretty a writer – to make me actually care what happens to series heroes Stroop, Mabel and the gang…The third in the series, this story involves a priceless library of miniature books originating on a sinister archipelago in the Baltic Sea, murder, exiles and printing trade secrets. Set in 1808, it is a Regency Romp far removed from the worlds of Georgette Heyer or Jane Austen…