The three storeyed magnificent limestone building with tall chimneys on a slate roof with steeply pitching gables renovated a few years back made up the rustic Old Vicarage. The house owned by the old aristocratic lady that seemingly kept to herself, smelled of old money and yes, called for expensive maintainance. The dusty Range Rover packed out back, perhaps lent credence to the rumour that the owner was very wealthy and had gone on a long holiday. No one would miss an old quint lady in a quiet village, that is, until her cousin calls the local police asking for her whereabouts.
The quiet village's peaceful life is shattered by the discovery that there's a murderer or perhaps a serial killer on the loose. That is when police uncover new twists in the death of a tourist who came to take photos of the bell towers but seemingly died in an accident in the murky gorge on the road from the village. They reopen the closed case and unravel a Pandora's box. The Old Vicarage and the contrasting New Vicarage and a simple village with a mysterious past provide a plot for a tale like no other, that will keep you turning the pages at every new mystery that the author unravels as the story unfolds. You will not be able to put the Village Narcissist down until you finish the very last page.
The author obviously did justice to the story with the detectives tying up the loose ends and resolving the current cases and the murky past of the village.
This book is a must have for everyone that finds mysteries, detective and thriller stories irresistible.