Pieter Posthumus is enjoying a quiet drink in his favourite bar when the screaming starts. A minute later, the owner of the guesthouse next door rushes in: one of her tenants has been murdered.
Marloes, the guesthouse owner, is an odd but kind soul. Posthumus cannot believe it when she is arrested - for both her tenant Zig's murder and another death years before. He knows there are questions unanswered: what is the link between the two cases? Why are people so keen to think Marloes is guilty? And why did Zig paint just one picture every year - a copy of a Dutch master, but with one peculiar twist?
As his investigation progresses, he comes to see that a few minutes can mean all the difference in the world: between saving a life and taking one; between innocence and guilt. And that sometimes asking questions leads to a truth that's hard to bear.
A piece written by Britta Bolt
A House Visit
As part of our research for the Posthumus books, Rodney joined up for a while with the real-life Lonely Funerals team, to get some idea of their working day. Part of that involves house visits, to the apartment of the deceased, to look for wills, bank statements, and insurance policies, and to see if they can find any leads to track down family. The visits also help in building up a picture of who the person was, and in choosing music or writing a poem or elegy for the Lonely Funeral. One of the visits Rodney found most affecting was to the apartment of a woman who had lain dead for a week before being found. Having taken early retirement, she had somehow lost touch with all her friends and colleagues. She was only in her late fifties, and had died in her sleep. Inside the apartment was the flotsam of a life that had unexpectedly stopped: an unwashed mug and a plate with crumbs on it; a rack of clothes hung out to dry. In the sitting room, the sofa (angled so that you could lie down and watch television) was surrounded by empty wine bottles. Cigarette butts filled a bucket beside it. Bank statements showed page after page of small, almost daily, debit payments to two places only: the local supermarket, and the corner tobacconist. Yet the walls of the apartment told another story entirely: photo after photo of trekking holidays in Nepal, backpacking in India, beautiful South Asian art and fabrics. And from what one could tell, many of the photos from only ten or fifteen years earlier. It was the sort of apartment that would set the cogs of Posthumus’s mind whirring….
I give it - 4/5
My review - I do love a good crime book.
I love that this story isn't fast paced. It takes it time with going over the murder, the evidence, someone getting convicted, the trial etc and I like that it really gives you more depth into the story.
I think Britta and Rodney work perfectly together writing this story. They have done amazingly with putting this fantastic crime story together.
It is such a great mystery book that will have you guessing until the very end to find out the whole story of it.
It is such a page turner that you will not want to put it down, seriously, I didn't want to stop reading when I had to leave for work.
There is such suspense in this story that it makes that more fantastic and a very enjoyable read! The only thing is that it took me awhile to get into it but once I did it was totally worth it. It was so brilliantly written that I can't wait to read more by these two!
I really enjoyed reading about Pieter and his journey to finding out about the murder and how previous murder a few years ago is connected, I thought he was such an interesting character.
So if you love a good mystery book then I suggest you read this!