What is intended to be a special January event of a pig roast on the village green at Winter Parva turns out to be the beginning of a murder investigation. And Agatha Raisin is, once again, at the centre of it all.
The pig that is to be roasted turns out to be something else, a dead police officer, and as it is Agatha who alerts the authorities to the possibilities, she is quickly pulled in for questioning by the police. Her friend in the force Bill Wong makes it clear that she should keep away from the action but her reaction to her colleagues is, 'I'll have my hands full with this case.'
She is, indeed, called in by the policeman's divorced widow to discover who killed her ex-husband. And that is when all the trouble begins. And the more Agatha and her young colleague Toni, and close friends Charles Fraith, Roy Strong and James Lacey investigate the more the police want them to keep their noses out of it all. They even tell Agatha 'It's not as though we owe you any favours' to which she relies 'You do. Think of all the times I've helped you out.' And we know this to be the case as seen by the series of books that record all her heroics.
There is a further death in this one, then a rather bizarre episode where Toni and Agatha find themselves in Las Vegas (dare I say for no obvious apparent reason connected with the case - a tenuous link maybe), a gruesome parcel delivery to Agatha and threats on Agatha's life as seen in the message she receives, 'You're next, you nosy bitch, if you keep interfering.'
But interfere she does ... and just as well for it is she who identifies the murderer before embarking, once more, on her quest for love. On this latter point Mrs Bloxby, the vicar's wife, keeps her thoughts to herself but they are 'Oh, Mrs Raisin, the things you do for love. And where is this obsession going to lead?' We will undoubtedly see in Agatha's next case!
Finally, whilst all the regular characters are present and are their usual selves for better or for worse, the tale is not in the first-rank of Agatha Raisin tales and does tend to wander more than most and consequently interest can wane at times; it was, however, a quite enjoyable and undemanding read never the less.