An invisible thread, pulling you in, leading you below.
Wealthy landowner Frank Doyle has discovered a sinkhole (cenotes system) on his dairying property on the Limestone Coast of South Australia, and arranges for renowned cave diver Mya Rennik to explore it, with view of opening up opportunities for the dive tourism sector. When Mya takes a narrow side tunnel through to a wide chamber she discovers she is not the first to dive – nor die there.
While the operation to recover Mya’s body is underway, DS Mark Ariti, on leave in Broken Bay, receives a call from Asst. Commissioner Angelo Conti asking him to remain in the area a few extra days until a police contingent can be put in place. To everyone’s amazement, the first body retrieved is not that of Mya, but the remains of a local young woman missing for over twenty years.
Hats off to Australian author Margaret Hickey, for transporting the elements of a “Greek tragedy” – feuding families, jealousy, lies, obsession, infidelity and murder – to contemporary South Australia. DS Mark Ariti, though astute, is hardly hero material: chronically seasick, subject to injury, torn by his own family loyalties, finds he is up against some pretty sinister characters with heart-stopping moments before all is revealed, Agatha Christie style. Aside from the plot, the landscape above and flooded limestone formations beneath the surface form a character in itself.
Ariti is ably assisted by police from Adelaide, the story perfectly-pitched, with slow passages, and just enough characters not to confuse. The author also goes for short descriptive passages, reminiscent (to this reader) of South Australian-born author Garry Disher.
The ocean to Mark’s left was a brilliant blue. The town was drab in comparison, a sullen grandfather, attractive years past it, fleeting remnants of arrogance in the bluestone and stained glass windows.
Third in the series featuring Ariti (and my first) this works as a standalone but I will be seeking out the earlier works. Well recommended.