Smakebit på Søndag; A Witch Hunt in Whitby av Helen Cox

Det er søndag og kanskje på tide med en ny Smakbit på Søndag, som blir arrangert av Betraktninger.

For litt siden leste jeg krimromanen A Witch Hunt in Whitby av Helen Cox og boka omhandler en seriemorder som tapper ofrene sine for blod, og de ender opp med to stikk-lignende merker på halsen. Til felles er at alle ofrene har en eller annen link til det okkulte. Bibliotekaren og privatetterforskeren Kitt Hartley er blant de som skal etterforske det hele.

Smakebiten jeg vil dele, er fra da Kitt og to venner møtes i York.

"Morning, both, glorious day, weather-wise, isn't it?", said Kitt, her smile considerably wider than one might expect given the mammoth task ahead. She breezed past Grace and Evie, who had beaten her down to the meeting place and were sitting on a bench. She then unrolled a large tartan blanket from her satchel and began spreading it out on the grass enar the weathered ruins of St Mary's Abbey. The opportunity to lounge out on the grass surrounded by what arches and columns remained of a Benedictine place of worship on a sunny day was just one of the reason why Kitt loved living in York so much. There were few cities where you could get so close to history. Once she was satisfied the rug was crease-free, she waved her companions over."