Most newcomers don't stay long in remote Lochdubh. They arrive filled with
romantic notions of life in northern Scotland until boredom, dampness, and nosy
villagers send them running back to civilization. Hamish Macbeth is surprised
when artist Effie Garrard sticks it out through the winter, especially since her
cottage is so far up in the hills that it might take weeks before anyone would
know if something happened to her.
By spring Macbeth fears something has. He takes his Land Rover out to check on her, and for once his uncanny sixth sense is wrong! Effie is fine - if being a dreamer and a little odd don't count. That problem off his mind, Macbeth's attention turns closer to home. His old flame Priscilla Halburton-Smythe has returned to Lochdubh for a long visit, not that Macbeth still cares. And a landscape painter, up from Glasgow, is charming all the ladies in the area, including the elderly twins Nessie and Jessie Currie. Macbeth's famous intuition tells him trouble is in the air. And this time Macbeth is spot-on.
Effie Garrard is found dead, an apparent suicide. Although his superiors close the case, Macbeth feels in his bones it is murder. Worse, things begin going haywire in his own life. Another of his old girlfriends turns up in Lochdubh, his heart is being tugged toward an unwise passion, and he may be dreaming too much himself. Distracted by his personal affairs, Macbeth may not see an evil that's getting too close to him or a ruthless killer whose violence will give everyone nightmares.
So, if I dream I have you, I have you,
For, all our joys are but fantastical.
It had been a particularly savage winter in the county of Sutherland
at the very north of Scotland. Great blizzards had roared in off the
Atlantic, burying roads and cottages in deep snowdrifts. Patel's, the
local grocery shop in the village of Lochdubh, sold out of nearly
everything, and at one point it was necessary for rescue helicopters to
drop supplies to the beleaguered inhabitants.
And then, at the end of March, the last of the storms roared away, to be followed by balmy breezes and blue skies. The air was full of the sound of rasping saws and the thump of hammers as the inhabitants of Lochdubh, as if they had awakened from a long sleep, got to work repairing storm damage.
The police station was comparatively sheltered below ...
The prolific M.C. Beaton's 22nd novel in the Hamish Macbeth series is one part cozy, one part police procedural and one part psychological thriller - and really rather good!
(Reviewed by BookBrowse Review Team).
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M.C. Beaton is a pseudonym of Marion Chesney, an extremely prolific
author of Regency romances, who also writes the Agatha Raisin and Hamish Macbeth mystery series under
the name M. C. Beaton. A former journalist, she now writes full time, under her
own name and a variety of pseudonyms including Sarah Chester, Helen Crampton, Ann Fairfax,
Marion Gibbons, Jennie Tremaine, and Charlotte Ward. She was born in Scotland
but now divides her time between
the English Cotswolds and Paris.
At a rough count, since 1979 she has published more than 100 titles as Marion Chesney and more than 40 as M.C. Beaton - that's about five a year! 140 titles is impressive if quantity matters to you, but no where near the output...
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