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1955. Canon Sidney Chambers, loveable priest and part-time detective, is back. Accompanied by his faithful Labrador, Dickens, and the increasingly exasperated Inspector Geordie Keating, Sidney is called to investigate the unexpected fall of a Cambridge don from the roof of King's College Chapel; a case of arson at a glamour photographer's studio and the poisoning of Zafar Ali, Grantchester's finest spin bowler. Alongside his sleuthing, Sidney has other problems. Can he decide between his dear friend, the glamorous socialite Amanda Kendall and Hildegard Staunton, the beguiling German widow? To make up his mind Sidney takes a trip abroad, only to find himself trapped in a web of international espionage just as the Berlin Wall is going up.

Renee is the concierge of a grand Parisian apartment building on the Left Bank. To the residents she is honest, reliable and uncultivated - an ideal concierge. But Renee has a secret. Beneath this conventional facade she is passionate about culture and the arts, and more knowledgeable in many ways than her self-important employers. Down in her lodge, Renee is resigned to living a lie; meanwhile, several floors up, twelve-year-old Paloma Josse is determined to avoid a predictably bourgeois future, and plans to commit suicide on her 13th birthday. But the death of one of their privileged neighbours will bring dramatic change to number 7, Rue de Grenelle, altering the course of both their lives forever.

Steve Vail is a maverick: a trained killer and former agent who despises authority and who never met a rule he didn’t break. These days he’s working as a bricklayer. Now Deputy Director Kate Bannon of the FBI desperately wants his help. Because someone is killing their operatives – in complex, subtle, twisted ways – and the body count is rising fast. Someone holds a fatal grudge against the agency: someone who knows how it works, and wants bloody revenge. And it might be an inside job. To stem the tide of murders, Vail must re-enter a world he hoped he left behind long ago – his own past...

For anyone who has ever wanted a country house, or a different kind of home than the one they have, this account of a young woman from the Bronx improbably finding her place in the country, a rambling early 19th century house called The Inn, is a breath of fresh Atlantic air. But it goes way beyond the tourism of so many other accounts about buying houses, because it delineates a whole life, beginning with a young child's weekend outings looking at real estate with her romantic mother, while living in cramped quarters in various relatives' houses, including for some time under an aunt's dining table. This is a lovely and lyrical account, filled with charm and wit, and of finding one's true home.