Hirsch is checking firearms. The regular police audit- all weapons secured, ammo stored separately, no unauthorised person with keys to the gun safe. He's checking people, too. The drought is hitting hard in the mid-north, and Hirsch is responsible for the welfare of his scattered flock of battlers, bluebloods, loners and miscreants.

He isn't usually called on for emergency roadside assistance. But with all the other services fully stretched, it's Hirsch who has to grind his way out beyond the Mischance Creek ruins to where some clueless tourist has run into a ditch.

As it turns out, though, Annika Nordrum isn't exactly a tourist. She's searching for the body of her mother, who went missing seven years ago. And the only sense in which she's clueless is the lack of information unearthed by the cops who phoned in the original investigation.

Hirsch owes it to Annika to help, doesn't he? Not to mention that tackling a cold case beats the hell out of gun audits and admin...

PRAISE-

'Another gripping read...' BookPeople

'Mischance Creek confirms Disher's place as one of Australia's great crime writers.' Cheryl Akle, Australian
'A master at controlling his material, taking his readers along the dusty, rutted roads that always pop up when we expect bitumen smoothness. But it's a journey worth taking, for the pure joy of the writing.' Herald Sun

'This is a terrific read. It works as a standalone, but really - why stop there? The 'Hirsch' series is that good.' 4.5 stars Good Reading Magazine