Every time I think Ruth Ware can’t outdo herself, she writes a new novel. I picked up ‘The Death of Mrs. Westaway’ and couldn’t put it down. It is so enthralling that I sat on my elliptical for a five mile workout while reading it and before I knew it, I was nine miles into a ride.
The story is about Hal, a down on her luck tarot card reader who unexpectedly gets a letter telling her she has been bequeathed a large inheritance by someone she doesn’t know. She is aware this must be a mistake but that doesn’t stop Hal from going the Mrs. Westaway’s funeral anyway in hopes that there might be some truth to being part of the old woman’s family. Soon, Hal realizes her deceased mother knew this family and Hal starts to investigate. Paranoia settles in and Hal wonders if one of the family members isn’t trying to injure her to scare her off of getting the inheritance.
As main characters go, Hal is as lonely as she is vulnerable. It’s easy to feel for her. I was engrossed in her plight from page one. Her journey bobs and weaves through a series of events no reader will see coming.
Pick this one up. You won’t put it down before you finish it.