The Sporting Chance: The Third Case for the Cocker Lawyer

They tell you a quiet day in the country will put you right. They don’t tell you the country keeps its own time or its own grudges. I went north to draft a lease and left with a knife in my bag and a dead man in a broom scrub. Ewan MacNeil’s sgian-dubh had already ruined one life—and someone had the nerve to put it back where it would hurt him again.

I’m a solicitor by trade and a soldier by habit, which makes me very useful when the law wants answers faster than justice will give them. Between Dunbar’s whisky, a laird’s favours, a detective’s quiet calculations, and a watching village schoolteacher, I piece together a conspiracy that is as tidy as any lease—until the quarry rim shows me what love looks like when it decides to finish a thing. If you like your mysteries served with dry humour, a stubborn dog, and the most civilised violence a country house can muster, come meet the people who live under Dunbar’s windows.

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