Two unconnected events. Detective Pemberton is witness to a fatal car crash and assists the victim of the accident. Whilst dying, the man confesses to a murder. The rest of what he says is heard by a priest who has been a passenger in the Detective's car. The priest considers this as a confession and refuses to give any further information which he received.
Eleven young prostitutes have been murdered - every year around Midsummer. All strangled, raped violently and freakishly their sandals taken away.
With the victim's confession Pemberton is determined to find out what the murder is. He only knows that it is a woman who was murdered and no idea when, how or where. A proverbial needle in a haystack search. Investigating James's life is also a strange one - he is a likeable young man, with no social life and only had a passion for vintage motor cars. There is no history of violence, or crime and his background is quite normal.
Investigating further, the entire team work together to connect the faint dots they do have working backwards over a period of eleven years trying to get to grips how this man could have hidden his criminal tendencies so very cunningly and evaded arrest. The final outcome was surprising.
Well paced, good for those who like procedures and orderly detection, this was a good read.
Sent by Netgalley for an unbiased review, courtesy of Agora Books.