The Dying Light, by Ann Cleeves (REVIEW) — Friendships, Rivalries, Secrets... and Untimely Death, in Devon
Some of the biggest milestones in life are exciting and bittersweet at the same time. Take high school graduations. The prospect of freedom is a siren’s call to soon-to-be grads... while the idea of leaving behind the known quantity of old friends and family may be both scary and sad. One thing that rarely crosses most new graduates’ minds, though, is their own deaths. Yet that’s the very tragedy at the beginning (and heart) of Ann Cleeves’ latest novel of suspense, The Dying Light . When Detective Matthew Venn gets called to a young woman named Lottie’s scene of death—a tragedy which occurred in a problematic location, to put it mildly—he’s rightfully on edge. The body was found in the swimming pool of a holiday home in the Devon countryside (not ideal)—owned by Paul Armstrong, a controversial politician on the rise. Paul and his family—wife and two young sons—found the body shortly after arriving at the mansion, where they planned to meet daughter Hannah and her sch...