The club includes a militant union leader, known in the old days as “Red Ron;” Ibrahim, a dapper Egyptian psychiatrist; Joyce, a nurse whose chattiness masks an innate shrewdness; and Elizabeth, a woman of mysterious background who clearly knows about bodies. This eclectic group combines its talents to aid—and sometimes outsmart—the local police. Ingenious plot twists and red herrings keep the pages turning, but the book is also a sympathetic portrayal of elder life, with its Zumba classes, cataracts, Inspector Morse reruns, and visits from grandkids. The older characters are sometimes underestimated, but not for long. And Coopers Chase is more than just a setting: For Ibrahim, “It was so alive. So full of ridiculous committees and ridiculous politics, so full of arguments, of fun, of gossip. All the new arrivals, each one subtly changing the dynamic. All the farewells too, reminding you that this was a place that could never stay the same. It was a community, and in Ibrahim’s opinion that was how people were designed to live.” Sound familiar? Pick up this book, laugh, sympathize, and enjoy. As Joyce says, “a few glasses of wine and a mystery—very social, but also gory. It is good fun.” |
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