Set in Cambridgeshire during the sixties, Detective Inspector Jack Gilbert is a traditional copper with old fashioned principles, believing a woman’s place is in the home and he has no truck with the modern generation’s peacock fashions and corrupt morals. Imagine his horror then, when his newly appointed Sergeant is female. Not only is she attractive, she is very bright and an obvious high flyer. How will they work well together? However, both of them have secrets.
While everyone is looking forward to Christmas, throughout December the team is hit by a series of replica murders – women found naked, a dummy in their mouth, laid out on the railway line. All the victims are American personnel from the airbase at RAF Alconbury. The investigation does not bode well as Jack and Colonel John Gray are at bureaucratic loggerheads which hamper the investigation. The killer has an audacious master plan born out of revenge to gain the ultimate in retribution. Who is he, and who does he blame?
I have really enjoyed all the books in this series, the storyline is great. They keep you interested until the end. However I find the constant repeating of Gwen and her cakes tedious. Who would be eating cakes for breakfast, lunch and dinner. This really put me off, the occasional mention would have been ok. There is also lots of spelling errors which I probably wouldn't have noticed as much if I wasn't bored by reading about Gwen again.
The author has stuck to the nineteen sixties characterisation very skillful ly. The detective is believable, and the villain is right on target. The police team works well together, within the limited means of the day. I shall read more in this series.