A locked-room murder mystery set on a British estate on the wild Cornish coast in 1910 while Halley’s Comet blazes overhead? Sign me up. The estate becomes completely cut off by storms and high tides, which gives it that perfect “island but not technically an island” isolation that every good mystery needs.
This book does exactly what it promises. If you’re expecting literary depth or a sweeping historical epic, this isn’t that. It’s a moody, storm-soaked, staff-and-society mystery full of secrets, scandal, and the kind of impossible murder that I want to curl up with. I will always love spending time with British house staff as they quietly observe everything, gather the real story, and try to untangle the drama happening upstairs. It delivered exactly what I was in the mood for.
A Book About an Amateur Sleuth