We are back with Kelly Flynn and friends and more knitting in Colorado where finding a dead body is as easy as dropping a stitch!
Kelly is settling into life still living in her aunt’s house but more and more aware that she cannot do this forever. Legacies left by the death of her aunt have still to be finalised and she now as to wake up to the fact that she also has responsibilities in the form of acres of ranch, cattle, sheep and alpacas.
When a local alpaca farmer is found dead in her home, Kelly’s detective nose starts twitching again and she knows the death was murder but by who? There is only one clear suspect and everyone agrees but when the farmer’s daughter arrives, Kelly is brought even deeper into the case as she is asked to sort out the finances so the estate can be disposed of correctly. The figures do not add up as vital data is missing and exactly where were large cash payments going in the few months before the murder. When a second related body is found at the alpaca farm the story begins to knit together, if you pardon the pun as I used this is my review of the first novel Knit One, Kill Two.
Throughout the ‘crime’ element of the book is the new found passion Kelly has of knitting and all things yarn like – colour and texture. The locals can be found in the yarn store where they sit, knit, drink copious amounts of coffee in Kelly’s case and bring each other up to date with the gossip. Any death affects them all. Along the way Kelly is learning to knit. The book provides patterns (and a recipe) at the back as well, although please note that these are American patterns and terminology does slightly differ to the UK.
An easy and quick read which is not a crime thriller it is just cosy – simple reading with a simple plot line, theme and dare I say on the odd occasion simple characters seem to have slipped in. However there is something about Kelly that I want to see everything turn out alright for her so that means I will have to read the next in the series.
I witter on about the Berkley Prime Crime series of books which this comes from on my review of the first book which can be found at the link above. What do I want to say this time? Just where these books fit in my view of reading. If I think of the crime novels I have read and yet to read I pitch these at the bottom of the pile, pure escapist pleasure not just to this particular series but any of the output from Berkley. Then I think I would stick my neck out and go for the Daisy Dalyrmple series by Carola Dunn, perhaps followed by the Royal Spyness stories from Rhys Bowen and then to the greatest perhaps Agatha Raisin from then on we get to Agatha Christie and the plots, characters and twists come aplenty. But then again this could be just how I am feeling after reading this particular book?
Do you ever feel that the book you are reading is ‘low’ in standard that you should not be reading it?