In the Civil War era in Virginia, some of the elegant homes had what was known as a "Stranger Room," a sort of
cottage where guests could stay. As the name implies, it was a place for people who might not be entirely welcome
in the main house. It was little more than a bunk house, separate from the family home with no windows and one door.
The estate of Captain Jonathon Lydell had such a room and in 1864 a traveler was found murdered in that room, with
the door locked from the inside. The case was never solved.
One hundred and fifty years later, the mansion is now occupied by Jonathon Lydell IV, an elderly descendant of
the original owner and once again the Stranger Room yields a murder victim and, as in the first case, the door is
locked from the inside. Also, as in the first murder, there are no clues and very little is known about the victim.
Jonathon Lydell IV considers himself a southern gentleman and an aristocrat and wants nothing to do with police
investigations. It doesn’t help matters any that the Sheriff, Ike Schwartz, is Jewish and FBI agent Karl Hedrick is
African American. Jonathon’s arrogant bigotry comes through loud and clear as he throws one obstacle after another
in front of the investigators.
The cast of characters is rounded out with the addition of the LeBrun brothers, a couple of unscrupulous rednecks
with an eye on the Sheriff’s job. They do a lot more than just get in the Sheriff’s way.
But Schwartz and Hedrick have a few allies as well including a conscientious deputy and a dedicated police
dispatcher who is willing to go beyond the call of duty.
There are enough red herrings to keep mystery enthusiasts happy and there’s plenty of action for adventure fans.
It’s a really good story and it’s put together well so that it flows easily. This book is a quick read and will
leave you wanting more.