Sometimes death is only the beginning.
As a quartet, they lived in relative harmony, despite their differences in temperament and outlook. Rachel’s dreamy goodness clashed with Audrey’s waspish cynicism, but Beth’s common sense and Lydia’s soothing beauty always seemed to balance everything in the end.
Then Salvador came. Salvador de La Simarde, child prodigy grown up bad, without doubt the finest classical guitarist of his generation. With his dark beauty and distracted air, the four women couldn’t help but be drawn to him. But for Lydia, that would mean being drawn into the dark and strange world of his family.
A world dominated by the Château de Gondecourt, now a haunted ruin, and its eerie simulacrum resurrected on Dartmoor, places where ancient dreams have turned into gothic nightmares, and where the terrifying matriach Madame de La Simarde still broods over the death of her dreams.
Dreams that she is determined to resurrect, ensnaring Lydia and her friends in a fatal plot.
‘In the young Iris Murdoch tradition … manages to make intellectualism seem cool again … excellent’
‘A rewarding and accomplished read that leaves a great many loose ends that you have to tie up yourself. If you can’
Jersey Evening Post
‘Dazzling psychological thriller’
South Wales Argus
‘A tense psychological thriller cast in the Barbara Vine vein. … Dronfield’s skill as a writer is in no doubt … a dark, claustrophobic atmosphere … and he shows a remarkable taste for the neo-
‘If you enjoyed The Locust Farm, you will not be disappointed’
Ipswich Evening Star