Keith Miles is probably best recognised by readers under the pen name of Edward Marston. He writes several well-received historical mysteries spanning the 11th century through to the 19th century. His website is www.edwardmarston.com
Readers of Peter May’s excellent Lewis Trilogy will have admired his ability to evoke the sights, sounds, smells and spirit of the Hebrides. The same virtues are present in his latest visit to the islands.
Ruairidh and Niamh Macfarlane are co-owners of Ranish Tweed, a variety of Harris cloth that has taken them into the world of high fashion. When in Paris together, Niamh receives an anonymous text claiming that her husband is having an affair with the designer, Irina Vetrov. Challenged by his wife, he denies it vehemently.
Niamh then watches him through the hotel window as he greets Irina with a kiss and goes out to a waiting car. By the time that Niamh rushes downstairs, the car has drawn away and stopped at traffic lights. As she dashes towards it, the vehicle is blown to pieces and she is lifted off the ground by the blast. After being interrogated by the French police, Niamh is eventually allowed home with the remains of her husband.
The novel reflects upon Niamh’s earlier life as she delves into the past in search of reasons why someone hated Ruairidh enough to kill him. She is joined by Sylvia Braque, the French detective assigned to the case. Sylvia travels to the Hebrides for the funeral in the hope that the killer will appear in the crowd. Among so many well-drawn characters, she stands out as being somehow less credible
The book is taut, powerful and full of unexpected turns. It also has some penetrating insights into the murky world of high fashion. There are moments when the narrative seems to drift off into unnecessary reminiscences - but all is explained by a tense and disturbing denouement. It’s another high octane thriller from a real pro.
Editor’s Note: A glossary of Celtic / Gaelic pronunciation is provided by the author.
