Delilah is experiencing difficulties in her private and professional life, particularly with her dating agency. She has to rent out part of her office to stay afloat. Who rents the office? None other than Samson O’Brien, who fled the village years ago, and why does he need an office? For a detective agency. Young men are dying, all clients of the dating agency. Battling remorse and the distrust of the whole village, Delilah and Samson will have to work together to uncover the killer. I loved this story, with enough twists and turns in the plot to not be obvious and plenty of references to English traditions, tea, bacon butties and Sunday roasts. This is the first story in The Dales Detectives series, but I think I’m already hooked.
“She took another sip of tea, even though it was rather on the weak side for her, young Mr O’Brien having lost the art of making a true Yorkshire brew in the years he was down south, and came to her conclusion.”