An untimely death wipes the smile from Hamish’s face . . .

In Scotland where thrift and a ‘nice set of dentures’ are generally admired Dr Frederick Gilchrist’s cheap rates and penchant for pulling teeth have gained him quite a clientele. However wiser Highlanders – like Hamish Macbeth – opt to steer clear of this reputed womanizer’s all-too-busy hands. Only jaw-throbbing agony drives Hamish to Gilchrist’s surgery but what he finds there is the dentist’s dead body – putting several angry husbands in the frame for murder . . .

Praise for M.C. Beaton:

‘The books are a delight: clever intricate sardonic and amazingly true to the real Highlands’ Kerry Greenwood

‘It’s always a special treat to return to Lochdubh’ New York Times

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