So I think we’re all aware of my addiction to classic mysteries. I tried the first one in this series, haven’t moved on to the rest, mainly because I wasn’t satisfied with the way it worked out.
There are six people staying at Pigeonsford in the English countryside. Grace loves the squire Stephen, but he’s in love with the (very much) younger Francesca. Grace is jealous, of course. Fran shows up in a new hat, and Grace says she wouldn’t be caught dead in a ditch in the hat. Well, guess what. Yup, dead. In a ditch. In the hat. Small twist: Grace’s head is not on her body. There aren’t many people around, but someone had to have done it, right?
Inspector Cockrill comes in, already knowing most of the players, and wondering whether he really wants to find out if someone he knows is a killer. But he has to work fast, because the killer isn’t going to stop at one murder (it gets easier after the first one, doesn’t it?).
The solution is a little too pat, and a little to silly for me, but the book was still an entertaining read.