A murder mystery, but not about the murder of Mrs Westaway. Harriet Westaway receives a letter from a solicitor informing her that she will inherit “something” from Mrs Westaway, an old, rich, dead lady, who is under the impression that Harriet is her granddaughter. Harriet, a struggling tarot reader who works on the pier, lives in a run-down flat, and is chased by a loan shark, knows that this must be a mistake but wants the money. Traveling to Trepassen House, the family home of the Westaways, results in many revelations, horror, and answered – and unanswered – questions.
The book was highly entertaining and I read it through quite quickly. However, many questions remained unanswered, some plot threads just ran loose and then into nothingness, and some of the characters’ decisions remain a mystery to me.
Some of the things that weren’t really addressed or solved in the book that I wish had been addressed: 1) What happened to the loan sharks? 2) How did Mrs Westaway die? 3) Why did Mrs Warren decide to help Hal when she already kept quiet about a murder and the supposed abuse of the children over the years? Another inconsistency that bugged me was that, after Harriet arrives at the house, Mitzi pretty soon calls her “Hal” in one of the scenes, and many, many chapters later it is made into a huge psychological thing that Harriet tells the Westaway family her nickname.
I did not
hate this book, and, as I said, it gave me good entertainment for two
afternoons, but it only gets a recommendation from me as light in-between
if you sign up for Ruth Ware’s book club, you can get a short story about Mrs
Westaway (still alive in the short story).