Review: Scot’s Eggs

Scot’s Eggs by Catriona McPherson
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Three and a half stars.

Its Easter in Cuento, Lexy and Taylor are trying (unsuccessfully) to get pregnant. Todd is doing his best to help them (no, eugh, by offering advice).

A retired couple have gone missing, their rented Mustang has been found abandoned in a museum parking lot, liberally splattered with blood. It seems the couple, the improbably named Bill and Billie Miller, were on the trip of a lifetime, staying in five star hotels, but Bill got a migraine and they tried to find a room to stay in Cuento, not realising all the hotels were full.

Of course, this occurred when most of the regular residents of the Last Ditch Motel were away for some or all of the weekend and a pair of locums were supposed to be looking after the motel. Kathi and Noleen are desperate to prove that there is no way that the Millers could have stayed at the motel, but the generally chaotic way in which the locums appear to have left the place and the lack of record-keeping isn't making life easy.

As usual, this is a completely bonkers detective story featuring variously: a Scottish therapist; a germophobe who runs a cleaning company; an aesthetician on semi-permanent sick leave who is also a germ/creature-phobe; collectively known as Trinity who solve crimes, as well as a rag-tag assortment of lesser but no less bonkers characters.

Lexy is trying for her citizenship (as well as a baby), so expect lots of references to the constitution alongside the inevitable US/UK confusion of two countries speaking the same language with different cultural backgrounds.

I don't know whether its just me, but this book almost made sense to me, not quite, but nearly - its like always being just that one step behind everyone else ...

Anyway, it was funny, mad, silly, and an enjoyable read.

I received an ARC from the publisher via NetGalley.

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