‘Theodora Braithwaite drove fast down the straight Roman Road which was the only road into and out of Norfolk…the end of the journey was in sight. With every smooth gear-change she felt the recent, haunting past slip away from her. The agonised faces of the freshly bereaved or betrayed grew less insistent.’
Deaconess Theodora Braithwaite enjoying a break in Norfolk from her duties is asked by the Bishop to investigate a death that, if not accidental, will reflect badly on the church.
‘A rich skillfully woven tapestry of deceit and mayhem… Greenwood writes like an affectionate but acid-penned angel’ Sunday Times
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