Callie Anson is a thirty year old curate in London's Bayswater: when a new parishioner joins their church from Scotland, she little knows that Callie herself will become involved in a police case with her `boyfriend' Marco Lombardi. In nearby Paddington a pregnant woman is devastated when her husband is fished out of the canal after apparently being mugged for his ipod. And all is not well in the lives of Callie's vicar's family, and Marco's own...
This is the first Kate Charles I have read and it reminded me of a less accomplished version of Susan Hill's Serrailler series. It has the same focus on a group of characters and their inner lives which are touched by crime, but is not, strictly speaking, a crime mystery since the focus isn't on the unravelling of clues and a triumphant revelation at the end. Instead this is a `slice of life' book that cuts a view into the families of the characters with which we are concerned.
So why only three stars? I did enjoy reading this but there are quite a few flaws too. Firstly, the structure feels very choppy as the narrative keeps switching to the various storylines which are being juggled: this isn't a problem in itself, but often each episode is only a page or so long and so there isn't really time to settle into the scene before we've moved on.
More critical, for me, was the strange lack of atmosphere: this felt like a novel set in some country market town where everyone is connected, not in an inner London suburb. Mentioning people going Christmas shopping in Oxford Street just isn't enough to convey the texture of London life.
The author's moral sense, too, felt quite obtrusive to me. So, ok, Callie is a curate but even so, the idea of a thirty year old woman (who had been engaged before and had a full sexual relationship with her fiancé) and her policeman `boyfriend' getting as far as him declaring his love for her... and yet they've never done more than share a few kisses felt unconvincing and awkward. Certainly one of the strands of the story is concerned with a laxity of sexual morals but this alternative position seems equally didactic.
I'm making this sound like a bad book which it isn't, and I did enjoy reading it. But the flaws mount up by the end and made this drop a couple of stars. So I won't be rushing out to buy the others in this series but if I came across one in the library I might pick it up.