Not having read an Agatha Raisin for some time, I had forgotten just how dangerous it is to live in and around the village of Carsley in the Cotswolds. I very quickly realised, for before page 50 there were two dead ... and more to follow!
Gloria French is an incomer to the village of Piddlebury and, although appearing all sweetness and light on the surface, she had a nasty habit of borrowing things and not returning them. So when she is found dead, none of the locals are too worried. Another death occurs, and it could so easily have been Agatha, so local councillor Jerry Tarrant hires Agatha to investigate the deaths.
Agatha travels from her nearby home at Carsley but she is not welcomed by the locals who close ranks and lead her, and her team - she is variously accompanied by her young protégé, Toni Gilmour, her friend and occasional lover Sir Charles Fraith, one of her former colleagues in the advertising business, Roy Strong, and her ex-husband James Lacey - on a veritable witch-hunt, almost literally!
But, Agatha is nothing if not resilient and, despite experiencing severe pangs of jealousy when Toni hooks up with her ex and very nearly falling foul of some of the miscreants, she comes through with flying colours (as usual). And this despite being warned off by the sometimes-friendly, sometimes-antoagonistic police of whom Inspector Wilkes feels that Agatha is making the police force in general and himself in particular look like a bunch of amateurs. When Agatha rebels against this view he tells her, 'Calm down, If you had told us what you had guessed, we would have got onto it right away.'
I'm not so sure of the veracity of this last statement and, anyway, if they had we would have missed the pleasure of another amusing, entertaining, occasionally romantic (Agatha can't resist a bit of romance) - and successful - Agatha Raisin investigation!