Don’t Murder The Ferryman
When Mistress Cwen makes the simple decision to visit her cousin, who only lives twenty-five miles away, Brother Hermitage has to consider whether the murder will happen here, or on the way.
After all, as King William’s own investigator, he seems to attract dead bodies like the bottom of a grave.
But there are many rivers to cross, and Wat the Weaver is not all happy about the modern business of crossing water, which has become more business than crossing.
And when they get to the lonely outpost of Ermendone and find that the ferryman has gone missing, the chaos begins.
A new ferryman is required, and readers of the previous thirty-five volumes will know who that means. As if things weren’t confused enough already.
The Sheriff of Ermendone seems clueless about everything, and the people of the village are obviously up to something, but the suggestion that the ferrymen of England are being murdered is surely ridiculous.
With Brother Hermitage in the vicinity, it’s not as ridiculous as all that.
And when they finally get on the trail of the truth, they find it harder to believe than all the nightmares Hermitage created in his head.