This is only the second book I have read by Grimes, but I am hooked enough to want to read more. The action of the book takes place in Britain and in the American South-west; the characters are already familiar, old friends from the first book I read. Grimes' characters are memorable and well-portrayed, her plots are good enough to make you want to keep guessing and not skip to the end. Her description of a dysfunctional British family is horribly funny. But - and there has to be a but - is she playing with us, the readers, or is she more naive than she should be? The blurbs say her books are accurate and well-researched, but the England she writes about, supposedly of the eighties and nineties, has not existed since the fifties, and then only in country house plays and novels. If her main character, Richard Jury, really remembers being a child in WWII, then shouldn't he have drawn a pension by now and retired gracefully from Scotland Yard, let alone from the yearning pursuit of aristocratic ladies?
It's many years since British policemen wore black mackintoshes and drove black police cars, and there are very few shops left of the quaintly old-fashioned type she describes.Anachronisms abound -maybe this is intentional, having fun with the reader. Reading Martha Grimes books, however, is fun, and who could, or should, ask for more?