The setting
is Yorkshire, the year is 1928, and Kate Shackleton has taken
a break from her sleuthing to enjoy her passion for photography.
The Photographic Society is going on an outing to the opening
of the Bronte Museum, and Kate is excited to go. But a murder
occurs, and Kate is once again on the case.
Something about this book hit me with
a case of atmospheric deja vu. It really seemed as if I’d
witnessed all that occurred, and yet the murder mystery remained
a mystery in my mind. It is a rarity that an author can capture
my imagination so deeply, especially within the first few
chapters.
With the murder victim being so obnoxious
that almost anyone would have thought about killing him, Kate
has her work cut out for her to figure out who did! Faithful
readers of the series know that she’ll come through
with the answers, and it is an enjoyable ride to read and
follow along.
As a traditional cozy mystery, this
is fine as a stand-alone read. However, reading the previous
nine books in the series can only enhance the character development
shown in this book.
When this busy modern world gets to
be too much, get your copy and settle down for a trip to an
earlier, gentler, and simpler time, where intrigue and murder
were the name of the game in the mystery genre.
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