THE COUNTRY INN MYSTERY by FAITH MARTIN an absolutely gripping whodunit full of twists
English | 2019 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 421 Kb
THE COUNTRY INN MYSTERY : Meet Jenny Starling: travelling cook and reluctant amateur detective.
THIS IS A BRAND NEW, NEVER BEFORE PUBLISHED FAITH MARTIN BOOK.
Jenny Starling is working at The Spindlewood Inn for the weekend. It’s hosting a Regency Extravaganza, involving historical costume, amateur dramatics and food.
Leading actress of the amateur dramatic society and reputed man-eater Rachel Norman portrays a doomed noblewoman. But when she turns up actually drowned in the pond, there’s suddenly a murder to investigate.
There’s been plenty of trouble at the idyllic country inn. The performers weren’t a happy troupe, and Jenny discovers a simmering romantic tension.
Who wanted Rachel dead and why? Jenny Starling is going to need all her wits to crack this complex case.
“But after an hour or so of frantic googling, any lingering doubts that she might not be able to produce an authentic feast circa 1811–1820 had been laid to rest, and Jenny was now confident that she’d come up with a menu that would please her new employers.
And as if thinking about them had conjured one of them up, she suddenly heard a rustle behind her, and Muriel came quickly through the doorway. It was just gone four o’clock, and although the inn had opened at three-thirty, the locals at least were only interested in alcoholic consumption for the moment.
The guests for the Regency Extravaganza, however, were due to arrive any time between four and six, with their evening dinner due to start at seven-thirty. Luckily, however, before Patsy had left the two cooks had between them managed to do the bulk of the work necessary. And tomorrow Jenny would have the help of two local village women that Muriel had hired — somewhat reluctantly and on an ad hoc basis — to help out when really necessary.
It was from her old friend that Jenny had got the impression that the Sparkeys were very keen to make money, but very reluctant to spend it. Which had prompted Jenny to make sure she got her two weeks’ wages paid up front!
Muriel, who had celebrated her fortieth birthday back in April, was around five feet nine inches tall, and with her abundant short curly brown hair, clear complexion and large blue eyes, Jenny supposed she could get away with shaving five years off her age. The cook had also noticed that the landlady tended to speak with a certain amount of care and attention, which led her to suspect that Muriel was suppressing some kind of a strong accent. Cockney maybe?”