Reverend Jasper Claypool meets a grim end with a bullet to the forehead, collapsing just outside a church near a cluster of abandoned cottages in Victorian London. Owned by the proprietors of a nearby paint factory, these crumbling homes hide dark secrets. As Inspector Witherspoon and his keen-eyed partner, Constable Barnes, dig into the case, they uncover a chilling link between Claypool’s murder and a skeleton lodged in one of the cottage chimneys, hinting at a tangled web of greed and betrayal.
I pieced this mystery together too early—maybe I’m just a seasoned cozy reader, but a witness’s offhand remark about a past injury clicked everything into place halfway through. That predictability nudged this from a potential four stars to a solid three, though the characters kept me hooked. Checking in with the Witherspoon household staff is always a delight—they’re a clever bunch, quietly gathering and synthesizing clues behind the scenes. This time, young footman Wiggins, ever the charmer with an eye for pretty girls, is absent, tending to a family emergency involving his ailing grandfather—a subplot I suspect will bloom in future books.
As always, the unassuming housekeeper, Mrs. Jeffries, is the true genius, subtly steering Inspector Witherspoon to the solution with her razor-sharp mind. The staff’s discreet detective work in smoky parlors and bustling markets makes this a cozy, satisfying read.
This 17th installment in Emily Brightwell’s Mrs. Jeffries series is a wholesome escape, free of steamy scenes or profanity—a refreshing contrast to much of today’s fiction. I adore how Betsy, the housemaid, and Smythe, the coachman, share stolen kisses without veering into risqué territory. This restraint keeps the series approachable for all readers, and I’m confident future books will stay true to this charm.
Abigail Maupin’s narration, recorded for the American Printing House for the Blind via the National Library Service, brings this story to life. Her intuitive grasp of the characters feels spot-on, and she wisely avoids exaggerated accents or cartoonish voices. As someone with slight hearing loss on my left side, I deeply appreciate her clear, natural delivery—it makes listening a joy. My enthusiasm only grows knowing she narrates the next three books in the series.