In a backstreet club, people dance the night away to their favourite band. But behind the scenes, there is trouble afoot. An argument is brewing between bandmembers, two possessive girlfriends have plans for their partners, the club manager is creaming off profits – and a tragic accident leaves the lead singer dead.
But was it an accident at all? Coroner Clement Ryder is suspicious, and WPC Trudy Loveday knows there’s only one thing for it. She’s going undercover, deep into the seedy underbelly of Oxford nightlife.
Meanwhile, Clement’s own secret is becoming increasingly difficult to keep hidden, and discovering the singer’s murderer might not be the only shock in store for Trudy…
I received a copy of this book from the publisher.
There is a sense of finality about this eighth book in the Ryder and Loveday series. Clement Ryder’s Parkinson’s disease is progressing, meaning retiring from his role as the coroner is inevitable. However, WPC Trudy Loveday still doesn’t know, and he hopes they can have the last case together before she does. A suspicious accident at a notorious nightclub raises Clement’s suspicions and manages to convince the local police that further investigation is merited.
The dynamic between Trudy and Clement remains strong and is one of the best things about this series. Vincent, Clement’s son, is also featured, adding an extra frisson to the story, especially for Trudy. The case is complex, and the cast of believably flawed suspects keep the reader guessing. The vibrantly portrayed sense of place and time adds authenticity, and the ending is dramatic and satisfying.