4★
“Fear more than anything was the thrust behind the knife, the fist. The blow to the head.”
This is the fifth outing of Penny’s much-loved and highly respected Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, the head of homicide of Canada’s Sûreté du Québec. I’m always happy to return to Three Pines and immerse myself in village life with the characters I’ve come to know and enjoy.
Peter and Clara are a couple, artists who work separately, and she is on the brink of discovery and fame, which Peter envies. Gabriel and Olivier run the B&B and Bistro where we enjoy their hospitality and the camaraderie and the food. The warm baguettes with pâté and cheeses along with the wine and the desserts are enough to send you to find a little something yourself before continuing the story. It’s a warm, inviting village.
“Soft light glowed at some of the windows. Curtains were drawn in bashful old homes.”
Not everyone is warm and welcoming, though. Ruth Zardo, the cranky old poet with the active middle finger and the sharp tongue is in full flight, dropping scraps of paper with lines of her poetry in Gamache’s and Beauvoir’s pockets for them to piece together. Her opinion is never in doubt and her insight is unique. At one point, someone is asked a question.
“He looked over at her and smiled.
‘I'm fine.’
‘Ruth's FINE? F**ked up, Insecure, Neurotic and Egotistical?’
‘That's about right.’”
Gamache’s offsiders are here, particularly Beauvoir, who has a hard time dealing with some of these people. He has his own insecurities and demons. Penny includes bits of information here and there to allow us some insight into how and why people are affected by what they encounter during an investigation like this.
A body has been found in the bistro. Just inside the front door. Who, what, when, where, why, how did he meet his end, Gamache wonders.
“Looking at this man's face he knew he hadn't suffered. The blow to the back of the head meant he probably hadn't even seen it coming.
Almost like dying in your sleep.
But not quite.”
During the investigation we meet some newcomers, including a small Czech family living in a very modern house and a couple and mother who have bought an old, dilapidated mansion and are turning it into accommodation and an upmarket spa that will steal customers from Gabri and Olivier. How dare they?!
The body is not identified, nor is the killer. Gamache says he thinks someone did know the man and had visited him. Someone asks if he means “one of us”?
“One of us, thought Gamache. Three short words, but potent. They more than anything had launched a thousand ships, a thousand attacks. One of us. A circle drawn. And closed. A boundary marked. Those inside and those not.
Families, clubs, gangs, cities, states, countries. A village.
What had Myrna called it? Beyond the pale.
But it went beyond simple belonging. The reason “belonging” was so potent, so attractive, so much a part of the human yearning, was that it also meant safety, and loyalty. If you were “one of us” you were protected.
. . .
Was the drawbridge up? The pale closed? Was Three Pines protecting a killer? One of them?”
The clues are complex, and the story travels across Canada and the around the world. The ever-present woods, of course, are both as inviting and scary as ever. People are advised not to venture into them alone - too easy to get lost, or . . . well, you know.
There is more than a passing nod to forest conservation and Canada’s First Nations, but just enough to give us a sense of history and atmosphere without preaching.
“Many native tribes believed evil lived in corners, which was why their traditional homes were rounded. Unlike the square homes the government had given them.”
I do love this series, and it does need to be read in order to appreciate the characters. They are as important as the plots. And they aren't all warm and wonderful, remember. There's a murder in every book! I'm looking forward to the next one now. :)