This is an Atticus Priest private detective novel, #5 in the series. I’ve read 1, 2, and 3, and I liked them. I’m giving this 3 stars. I listened, the plot combines a lot of people and two time settings: 1830 and contemporary and they are connected, allowing for a subplot. The main plot is an old one, but the actual people don’t matter, because the story is meant to revolve around Atticus, who is probably on the spectrum. Isn’t everyone these days? He’s observant, socially awkward, smart. The basic plot revolves around an old family, whose estate has lasted 500 hundred years. The new generation is entitled and lazy, and not at all likeable, but also not well developed, so big deal. The patriarch is on his third wife, of course too young and beautiful. One member of the family goes missing and another turns up murdered, within 24 hours of each other. It is evident to me, anyway, that the guilty party is a member of the family, but there are other possibilities, and I’m willing to go with it, especially since I’m either driving or walking or standing at the sink. I think if I were parked in a chair I would less inclined to stick with it.
I was so surprised on my afternoon walk when the narrator said: Epilogue… There were all kinds of loose ends in this thing. Did the author run out of time or hit the word limit? This was really strange.