Dying in the Wool
A Kate Shackleton Mystery
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4.0 • 114 Ratings
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- $14.99
Publisher Description
"Well-plotted and atmospheric… Kate Shackleton joins Jacqueline Winspear's Maisie Dobbs." --Literary Review
Take one quiet Yorkshire village
Bridgestead is a peaceful spot: a babbling brook, rolling hills and a working mill at its heart. Pretty and remote, nothing exceptional happens…
Add a measure of mystery
Until the day that Master of the Mill Joshua Braithwaite goes missing in dramatic circumstances, never to be heard of again.
A sprinkling of scandal
Now Joshua's daughter is getting married and wants one last attempt at finding her father. Has he run off with his mistress, or was he murdered for his mounting coffers?
And Kate Shackleton—amateur sleuth extraordinaire!
Kate Shackleton has always loved solving puzzles. So who better to get to the bottom of Joshua's mysterious disappearance? But as Kate taps into the lives of the Bridgestead dwellers, she opens cracks that some would kill to keep closed…
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Amateur sleuth Kate Shackleton, whose usual avocation is searching for servicemen who went missing during the Great War, faces a tight deadline in Brody's stately second English historical (after 2010's A Medal for Murder). In 1922, at the behest of Tabitha Braithwaite, an acquaintance of Kate's from the days they were both with the Voluntary Aid Detachment, Kate must find Bridgestead mill owner Joshua Braithwaite, Tabitha's father, who disappeared in 1916, before her wedding in five weeks to Hector Gawthorpe. Rumors abounded in the local wool mills at the time that guilt-ridden Joshua, a suspected womanizer, tried to drown himself after his soldier son was killed on the Somme. A further complication was his objection to Tabitha's marrying the unemployed Hector, who may hold a clue to Joshua's fate. Brody takes her time drawing together the missing threads of this mostly gentle cozy.
Customer Reviews
Tedious read
This book was tedious, the detective has no skills, and nothing happens for 90% of the book. When it the mystery starts to resolve, it still isn’t resolved and the person finally admits to the truth, the detective lets her go because she can understand her anger and she believes she was given the confession in confidence. And of course it can’t be proven because the detective doesn’t know how to be a detective. She ignores advice from a seasoned detective working for her, and is too sympathetic to her client to even get the message out to her client would believe her.