The walking dead!

Deepest Grave, The (Crispin Guest Medieval Noir #11) 
by Jeri Westerson

London ,1392. The opening scenes depicting Crispin Guest, the faithful Jack Tucker and his pregnant wife Isobel, had me recalling Crispin's journey thus far. His descent pre 1384 from Lord and Knight to traitor and now a private investigator--The Tracker, hiring himself out to solve mysteries, many of them associated with relics. My reflections turned to Crispin's aloneness, prompted by the lovely scenes of Jack and Isobel's happiness. Despite the three of them living comfortably together under the one roof, there's a poignant reminder when Crispin goes off to his solitary room as 'the soft sounds of Jack helping [Isobel] to bed gave Crispin that pang again; the pang of a thousand regrets.'
I remembered the women Crispin had met and those he let go and I must admit I found myself grieving for his missed opportunities for a committed relationship, sometimes through pride and other times, circumstances.
In the midst of these reminiscents, I follow Crispin and the faithful Jack as they begin investigating a case involving the walking dead in a small graveyard of St Modwen’s Church.
And then of course the coincidences begin. Crispin is called to investigate a murder and the theft of another relic from attendees of the same church.
And who is requesting his attendance? None other than his past love Philippa Walcote and her wealthy mercer husband from Guests's first case, The Veil of Lies.
A lively drama with moments of anguish, intrigue and comic relief, with the Tracker, an upright man of his word, despite appearances, the supportive Jack and a rather wonderful group of people who populate their lives.
Another beautifully nuanced medieval noir mystery from Westerson.
As always I am besotted with Crispin and his travails!

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