What a delight to be back in the company of First World War widow and amateur sleuth Kate Shackleton in this tale of murdered Maharajahs, a feisty fiance, a missing diamond and royal rivalries all in the heart of the beautiful Yorkshire countryside.
Tasked with finding a missing Maharajah, Kate is the perfect person to question people without them realising they're being questioned, she draws people out, they trust her and she's very persistent. She's an extremely likeable heroine and I enjoy the way she thinks things out carefully and deliberately.
While out shooting the Maharajah had shot and killed a white doe, an act of sacrilege in this superstitious village and some people were not surprised when he was found dead, but who was the killer and why would anyone want him dead?
Frances Brody's delightful writing brings the era of the 1920's to life, the plot was entertaining with some twists and turns and suspects aplenty. I did not guess the killer's identity.
Even though I haven't read all the books in this series I still found it easy to follow Kate's progress and mentions are made throughout the book to Kate's situation so I think this could be read on its own.