Detectives In The Dock & Blog Tour: Owen Mullen's newest character, NOPD detective turned PI Vincent Delany1

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Owen Mullen, author of the Bloody Scotland, McIlvanney prize, long listed Charlie Cameron novels is here today introducing us to his brand new protagonist Vincent Delaney. 
Delaney and so it began is newly released today and we're lucky enough to be getting a bit of insight into this exciting new character from the magic pen of Owen Mullen!



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Tell us a little about the accused's background.
Vincent Delaney is an ex NOPD (New Orleans) detective turned PI. Although he had the best case closure rate in the Dept, Delaney and bureaucracy were a poor fit. He has a small office on Bourbon St in the heart of the French Quarter. He cycles to work in the morning, blowing on his harmonica, with Lowell his blues/rock loving dog padding along beside him - quite a sight considering he's 6ft tall. His music interests don't stop at the harp, he plays guitar and sings in a blues band. He is his own man and that's the way he likes it. 
The Fields of Wheat moment… What is the most rebellious thing your character has ever done?
Delaney's a natural born rebel - ask his old boss. His only rule is...break the rules!
Which 3 items would your character bring to a desert island … and why?
His dog...who else could he talk to?
A guitar...he can lose himself in his music
A football...he could work on his game
What traits does Vincent share with you?
We both sing and play guitar: and we both think we're better than each other!
Does Vincent have any regrets?
His biggest regret is that he was unable to protect someone he loved deeply.
In five words describe what his enemies think of him...
smart, relentless, hard-headed, dangerous and tough.
What Vincent's perfect partner would be like.
She would be, tall, sensual, warm, exciting and feminine.


Vincent's favourite things!

Film...Serpico
Band/singer...Little Feat
Sport...American football
Night wear...nude
Country...USA

Would Vincent rather... find out what Agatha Christie did when she disappeared or discover Jack The Ripper’s true identity?


Definitely The Ripper...

Save a friend or kill their worst enemy?
The friend would win this toss.

Have Roger Moore or Sean Connery as Bond?
No contest...Big Sean!
What Delany, So It Began is all about!
PI Vincent Delaney thought he was done with the NOPD until a string of seemingly unrelated child murders brings an unexpected invitation from the FBI, and his old boss.
A serial killer is roaming the South, preying on children appearing in pageants, and the police want him to go undercover using his own family. Accepting would mean lying to people he loves and maybe even putting them in harm’s way.
In Baton Rouge, a violent criminal has escaped and is seeking revenge for the brother Delaney shot dead. But Delaney isn’t going anywhere. He has unfinished business. Meanwhile, north of the French Quarter, shopkeepers are being extorted and ask for Delaney’s help. Extortion is a matter for the police.
But what do you do when those responsible are the police? Delaney has his work cut out and he’ll be lucky if he makes it out of this alive...
Owen Mullen is a The Mcllvanney Prize long listed Novelist
Author Bio:

OWEN MULLEN'S debut novel Games People Play has been long-listed for Bloody
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Scotland McIlvanney Crime Book Of The Year 2017

School was a waste of time for me. Or rather, I wasted time; my own and every teacher’s who tried to get me to work. It took twenty years to appreciate what they were telling me. Life has rules. They aren’t written down but they exist nevertheless. I got that. Eventually. But by then I was thirty five.
Along the way I missed an important clue. At ten I won a national primary schools short story competition – and didn’t write anything else for forty years.
SMART BOY WANTED APPLY WITHIN
As a teenager my big obsession was music. Early on I realised if I was successful I would probably be rich and famous and pull lots of girls. 
So how did that turn out? 
Well, you haven’t heard of me, have you? And this morning I caught myself worrying about the electricity bill. So the short answer is: one out of three ain’t bad. 
Running around the country in a Transit van with your mates is fun. It’s your very own gang. You against the world. Until you fall out and the dream lies bleeding on the dressing-room floor. 
When that happened I went to London [everybody from Scotland goes to London, it’s like first footing at New Year, or ten pints of lager and a vindaloo on a Friday night; a sacred tradition] and became a session singer. I also started gigging with different bands on the circuit. 
Back in Scotland - most of us come back with wild tales of great success, none of them true - I wondered what I should do with myself and didn’t have to wait long for the answer. Her name was Christine. We got married, I went to Strathclyde Uni and got a bunch of letters after my name, and toughing it out at Shotts Miner’s Welfare, or dodging flying beer cans at the Café Club in Baillieston, was in the past. The long hair was short now, I wore a suit and pretended to like people I didn’t like because we were ‘colleagues’.
After many adventures I started my own marketing and design business and did alright. Christine and I were very happy, we travelled all over the place; India, Brazil, Botswana, Nepal, Borneo, Japan. One day I suggested we move. To the Greek islands. So we did. We bought land and built a beautiful villa overlooking the Mediterranean. Then the pan global financial crash happened, years of fiscal carelessness finally caught up with Greece; the exchange rate dived and the cost of living in Paradise went through the roof. 
I had to do something. Then I remembered the short story competition. I had been good at writing, hadn’t I? 
I wrote another short story called The King Is Dead…the first thing I’d written since primary school. When I typed the last word [Christine taught me to type] I held the pages in my hand then started to read. An hour and a half, rooted to the chair unable to believe what was in front of my eyes. For four decades I had shunned a god given gift. And as I read I started to understand why. It was awful. Not just bad. Bloody terrible.
But I kept going.
And now, eight years and seven books later, three literary agents plus two I turned down [they were reading a different book] I am a writer. My books are on Amazon. People buy them and come back for more. 
One seasoned London agent has predicted I am destined to be ‘a major new force in British crime fiction.’
Yeah!
So is the moral: follow my example, find something you’re good at and stick with it. Hardly. I didn’t, did I? Do it your own way; it’s your life.
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Twitter: @OwenMullen6
More books by Owen, featuring his PI Charlie Parker:


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