When Andrew Ruhl of Underbelly fame (infamy?) volunteered to write a review of The Honourable Thief , I was half expecting to wake up with a disarticulated racehorse’s head under the duvet one morning if my novel displeased him (with apologies to The Godfather).
So it was with some relief that time ticked by with nothing more threatening appeared at my side than my delightful bedfellow, husband Andrew (not Ruhl – Anastasios. Too many Andrews in my life. But that’s another story)
Best of all? The pacy review copied below, which is now doing the rounds of Australia’s daily papers via syndication.
