![]() ![]() ![]() Couldn't a man get any peace at all to read in his own house? C moved to the next room with the hoover and knowing how irritated she was with him, it'd be another two minutes. He wouldn't be able to get back to his book until Mrs. Sidney sighed and tipped his head back, resting briefly on the cushion with his eyes closed as he counted backwards from thirty. On the carpet next to the sofa where he sat, his black Labrador puppy Dickens whined worriedly, so Sidney gave him a pat of comfort on the head and glared at his housekeeper who turned her nose up and continued to ignore master and dog. Chapman née Maguire came at him threateningly with the hoover. As the body count rises in Grantchester, each one resembling scenes from the books Sidney has been reading, Sidney and Geordie must once again work together to uncover the identity of the killer, even if the one person Sidney could no longer trust. When a woman in Sidney's parish gets murdered and the scene resembles a storyline from a book written by an author he currently admires, Sidney reluctantly agrees to help Geordie, especially after he discovers that one of his new parishioners, a lovely young American, is herself a mystery writer. Geordie believes Sidney no longer wants to get his hands dirty, but Sidney tells him he only needs a mental break. Much to the frustration of his best friend, Detective Inspector Geordie Keating of the Cambridge CID, he no longer involves himself with the police investigations and instead "gets his jollies" reading hackneyed whodunit novels. Currently recovering from a heartbreak, he has placed himself under strict social moratorium and sees no one but his housemate and curate Leonard Finch and housekeeper Mrs. Whisky-drinking, cigarette-smoking, and jazz-loving Anglican priest Sidney Chambers is a self-admitted sinner and knows he has a lot to atone for. ![]()
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