“The bones were tiny. They lay in his hand like a set of pearls, translucent and fragile. When he turned them to the light, he could see their fractured ends and hollow cores. They were light as a feather, as brittle as chalk. And as easy to break as a straw.”
When the police search Kevin Hewitt´s house, they find some bones in a Tupperware box in his bedroom. Hewitt is a collector of birds´ eggs, nests and bones, so this time it was ´only´ the remnants of a bird, but the reader has a strong feeling something sinister will happen to the greedy collectors who roam Peak District, selling the eggs of birds of prey, or even the birds themselves.
As always, DC Ben Cooper is the diligent officer who is keen to uphold the law, but he is also a local farmer´s son, meaning that he understands what ordinary people have to contend with.
A suspenseful story of wildlife and greed. If you don´t know the Ben Cooper series, this story could be a good introduction. I bought it myself.
Today the Cosy Knave baton will be passed on to Joanne.