“A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other.” – Charles Dickens
In the opening pages of the story, we read of a conversation between ex-librarian and amateur detective Kitt Hartley, aged 37 and her former library assistant Grace Edwards, 22 years old.
The setting is the school Grace is enrolled in, the Venerable Bede Vocational Academy in Durham, England.
As the pages turn, we read that Grace is attempting to convince Kitt to help her solve a mystery that happened a year ago involving a student named Jodie Perkins. Apparently, Perkins was a student at the school herself, and last anyone heard, she was involved in a school radio broadcast, when suddenly the listeners all heard a terrible scream. After that, Jodie Perkins was never seen again.
And the horror of that scream was still echoing in the hearts of people one year later, most prominently with Patrick Howard, a student at the school and fiancée of Perkins whose understandably devastated the loss of the love of his life. But second to Howard, this case seems to be affecting Grace herself, which we learn of early on when we’re told that the Perkins case caused Grace to, “feel a hard tug somewhere inside.”
Well, as would not surprise to readers of the Kitt Hartley Yorkshire Mystery series, Grace proves persistent and soon convinces Kitt to become involved in the investigation, or at least try her best in the few days she’s visiting. Grace and Kitt team up with Howard and we suddenly find ourselves with a little team of sleuths.
It was a very promising start, and for me personally the confluence of two things I enjoy very much in combination, college campuses and mysteries. I think this particular enjoyment first started for me when I was 12 years old and saw the “Campus Terror” episode of my favorite TV show, The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mystery Series. I continued to have a liking for these themes in the movies and on TV, including, “The Brockton College Killer” episode of Blacklist and the Cold Case episode named “Justice.”
So, I went into Helen Cox’s campus mystery with great enthusiasm, and by the end, I must say I was not disappointed. After all, how could such a thing be possible when a story contains charming locations, (i.e., a brick walled “snickelway” type of land named, “Moatside.”).
This story contains its fair share of noted characters, some who reveal some of Kitt’s past that’s never come to light yet, (Professor Lowenthal) and some that are promised, but as the novel progresses, seem to slip into obscurity, (Elvis McCabe the elusive caretaker).
Over the course of this story we encounter a secret society, a daredevil computer empire heiress, a custodian (not McCabe), who can help if you have something in your eye, the ghost of an ancient royal piper, “Roxy,” a most delightful and adorable girl, a Powderpuff duvet that no dorm room should be without, the Sniffing Distance bar where investigative debriefings took place and a certain Mr. Marks the name of which immediately brought to mind the lyrics of Sir Paul McCartney’s, “Temporary Secretary.”
My favorite mood moment happened when Kitt and Grace sat near the Durham Train Station. I’m please to say that there were more than one of these wonderful scenes that placed this story very firmly in the Cozy Mystery category.
All of this was delightful, not that I didn’t go through this story without being annoyed. This little section definitely rubbed me the wrong way, it was a description of some passengers at the Northumberland Airport:
“There were several men in suits, likely flying back home after some kind of business meeting, and given that it was Saturday night, Grace could only assume they were workaholics. Who’s flying around having business meeting on the weekend?”
This statement seemed to indicate an apparent naivete on the part of this character, after all, many people in the workforce no longer take their “weekend” on the traditional Saturday and Sunday. Many work in businesses that require weekend operation in order to meet the needs of customers, and as such, these workers will take their “weekend” on other weekdays.
Also, I was even more disappointed with this character’s assumption of “weekend working workaholics” in light of the fact that this book was published in 2020 and in March of that year, the serious Covid-19 lockdowns and restrictions began, the immediate fallout was mass layoffs as the revenue from businesses was severely impacted, and in very short order. In many cases, those workers who were “kept on,” were, in the early days, asked to work extra shifts and were definitely putting in hours on weekend. Most did so with a sense of understanding that this was what had to be done for them to continue providing for their families. And for these people, branding them as “workaholics,” seems less than fair. If the author missed this fact, then certainly the editor, or the publisher should’ve caught it.
Anyway, I thought that one came across as dishonoring to the amazing people, both men and women, (as should have been mentioned in the novel), who made sacrifices in order to keep working through this period.
But for me, that proved to be the only blip in what was an excellent mystery.
I look forward to reading more of this series.