No excitement there, and not much in the unconvincing motivation and balky plotting here: the fourth-and least compelling-of a series (Cold in the Earth, p. Markby's investigation (a series of dull interviews) will be interrupted by the disappearance of his 11-year-old niece Emma-and an unlikely romance develops, even as Markby and Meredith's goes its different way. Meanwhile, Markby's girlfriend Meredith has come from London, and it's she who discovers Ellen Bryant's body-stabbed to death-as the guests are being shown the wine cellars. Television cookery star Denis Fulton and his rich, new wife Leah have been invited, as have local businesspeople, among them Ellen Bryant and Charles Grimsby. Amply proportioned Hope Mapple of the Preservation Society has threatened to streak at the gala reception and Zoe Foster, penniless young owner of the Alice Batt Rest Home for horses, an eyesore adjoining the hotel, knows she'll soon be evicted.
But they must tread carefully, as a cornered killer is the most dangerous of all.The citizens of Inspector Alan Markby's bailiwick-Bamford, in the Cotswolds-have mixed feelings about the opening of historic, totally refurbished Springwood Hall as an upscale country hotel, owned by Swiss ex-hockey star Eric Schuhmacher. As, too, is Ben Ross: a man who cares about justice, whatever the class of victim. Lizzie is determined to unravel the truth about the lost Miss Hexham. Her suspicions are tragically confirmed when Inspector Benjamin Ross delivers shocking tidings. Despite rumors of immoral behavior surrounding the girl's departure, Lizzie is soon persuaded that there's a deeper mystery here. She's barely out of the station when her cab encounters a wagon carrying the remains of a young woman recently dead.Īt her new home, Lizzie learns that her predecessor, Madeleine Hexham, disappeared without a word of warning. When Lizzie Martin arrives in London in 1864 to become a lady's companion, her first impressions are disturbing. It was likely that I'd been given my predecessor's room and that it was here she had planned her flight into the arms of her mysterious lover." It would not be too difficult to imagine someone stood there and watched. "In the corners of the room the shadows cast velvety veils.
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