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Jo Allen's fourth book in the DCI Satterthwaite series of crime novels set in the Lakes, was a gripping read. Natalie finds a body in a spot favoured by gay couples and, as the team sets off on its investigation, the glaringly obvious serves to obscure the truth. Allen intensifies the personal problems faced by her team and weaves them through the investigation to impact on their decisions, their choices and their lives. While it may seem that the victims were in the wrong place at the wrong time, nothing is random in this story. Even your good works, Allen might be suggesting, can contain the seeds of your downfall. Happiness is a state not easily earned and perhaps very hard to hold onto. Anne Stenhouse
Another page-turning (or Kindle equivalent) outing for DCE Jude Satterthwaite and his colleagues. Cumbria is a beautiful place but ugly things happen there too. A series of random killings begin with one on a lonely road and then come ever closer ... into town and into the heart of the investigation. Jude's personal life is light and shade too and the arrival of a new boss unsettles his relationship with his colleague Ashleigh O'Halloran. More please.
I loved this book - such well-drawn characters and a plot that pulled me in after just a few pages. I did not realise it was one of a series as it works beautifully as a standalone. I will definitely be reading the others now.
I have enjoyed this series, but the progressive moralizing in this book turned me off early on. When Satterthwaite recognizes the “prejudice” of the sister who disagreed with the gay life style, I had enough. The author poured it on heavy in the first chapters that diversity and equity would be taught at the precinct. It amazes and saddens me that people who hold to traditional values are “prejudiced,” and yet the author cannot see her own intolerance and prejudice against others. I will skip to the next book and hold my breath that a good plot will be more important than moralizing.