R.W. Green opens with a defense. In the forward to Dead on Target, number thirty-four Agatha Raisin cozy mystery series, Green reveals previous discussions he had with M.C. Beaton, the late author whose characters inherited. According to Beaton, Agatha, cantankerous with a certain lack of patience for most recreation, has no time for sport. Yet Green goes on to explain that in this title, his fourth since taking over the series, Agatha agrees to participate in a bit of archery, but it's okay—he promises he has a very good reason as to why she does it.
These early reflections are amusing, and it's great to get a glimpse of what the original author really thought about one of her most popular characters. However, this pre-story talk also left me somewhat apprehensive. If Green felt the need to justify a portion of the story, just what exactly was I about to read?
Fortunately, within the first chapter, I realized I had very little to worry about. Just like in his past three installments, Green has more than proven Agatha and the rest of the gang in the Cotswolds village of Carsely are in more than capable hands. And really—he does have a good reason for her to be taking up a bow and arrow.
During what's supposed to be a relaxing day at a village fête, Agatha agrees to be a good sport and help during an archery demonstration. All seems festive and well until she stumbles across the body of a man with an arrow in his chest in the woods. With her arch-nemesis Detective Chief Inspector Wilkes attempting to pin the man's death on her, Agatha must once again both solve a murder and clear her name.
On its face, Dead on Target feels like such a classic Agatha Raisin mystery. A quaint village celebration. Agatha regularly losing her temper. An incompetent local police force. A genuinely interesting mystery with plenty of twists and turns. It's the basic ingredients that have carried the series along for so many books.
Yet R.W. Green has made Agatha and her cadre of investigative usuals feel fresher than ever. The writing is tighter. There's a clearer vision of the case at hand, and the justification for Agatha running her own investigation is compelling. Even the subplot involving Agatha's potential relationships with the dashing men in her life has some new energy behind it. Perhaps best of all, Agatha herself has come into her own. There's more confidence in her actions and, though she still has plenty of stumbles with her sleuthing, all of her trademark humor has been amplified.
No need to be defensive—Dead on Target shows Agatha Raisin, with a few refreshing tweaks from R.W. Green, is just as fun as ever.
Note: I received a free ARC of this book from the publisher through NetGalley.
Review also posted at pluckedfromthestacks.wordpress.com/