4.5★
“’And if you find him, you’ll arrest him?’
‘No, probably not, especially since his family are likely to back him up. I’ll kill him, if I can.’”
Ah, weren’t things simple back in 1593? Simple but grim and bloody and dirty. Sir Robert Carey, cousin and nephew to Queen Elizabeth I recently saved the King of Scotland from an attack and is pursuing the attacker. He’s back in England, not at his usual post as Deputy Warden but has a warrant to investigate.
Meanwhile, Sgt Henry Dodd, who was his stalwart second-in-command, has turned on him and seemingly disappeared, feared dead. Dodd's faithful wife, Janet, who adores him, is already grieving, both at the thought of losing him and of losing her home because there is no heir to take over. Women have never counted for much, certainly not then. (Except for the Queen, of course.)
I’ve always enjoyed Janet Dodd's character, so it was nice to see her featured. I also always enjoy Lady Elizabeth Widdrington, the married woman (with a cruel, old husband!) who has Sir Robert’s heart and whom he not so secretly longs to 'rescue'. She has been serving as a lady in waiting to the King of Scotland’s queen, so Sir Robert has had the very occasional glimpse of her when he’s with King James.
“It was so hard not to kiss her, especially with King James a few paces from him, kissing his Queen in a way that boded optimistically for the succession. He moved away with a sigh and then stopped because Elizabeth had put her hand on his arm and thrilled his skin even through the velvet of his doublet sleeve. ‘Wait!’ she said, and she was smiling.”
There are always some scenes with a comic relief quality as well, to break up the life-and-death situations Sir Robert seems to keep falling into. Most of this story takes place in freezing January, whether Carey is escorting and protecting the women who necessarily have to move from one place to another, or is trying to track down a cold-blooded killer. One of his off-siders is an Irishman who insists on running everywhere barefoot!
The story moves between Carey’s search for Sgt Dodd and helping the women and an island an island where German miners have set up a small community to mine copper. There are fantastic machines, well-described, smelters and what seems like a pretty sophisticated and complicated system of extracting ore.
Some of that I found interesting, but did get impatient waiting for something to happen. Finally
“The gates were locked, the charcoal fires burning and reeking inside like the mouth of Hell and Carey hammered with his fist on the gate and Mr Allerdyce stood with his thumbs in his belt. ‘Open in the name of the Queen!’ bellowed Carey and took an axe to the gate, hit it once with a satisfying crunch.”
Then, we get into the mines, and WOW! That was claustrophobic edge-of-the-seat action that almost needs a trigger warning!
Several storylines are brought to satisfactory conclusions, but . . . the last few pages are . . . well, let’s just say when I read the last sentence and turned the page anxiously, I was greeted with “Cast of Characters”. ARGH!#*!
I’ve had this on my NetGalley list for ages while I read the first books in this great series. Thanks to Poisoned Pen Press for the “preview” copy which is now old news! So where’s the next one, eh, Ms Chisholm/Finney?