This is the third book in the Vera Stanhope series, and I really enjoyed it as it's been awhile since I read one of these books. Ann Cleeves writes a literate and cerebral story, and Vera is a marvelous creation. Overweight, untidy, middlle-aged, cranky as all get out, but smart as a whip. That's our Vera. This book has Vera and her team trying to track down a killer who leaves his victims posed in the water with flowers all around them. First a young man with a learning disabiity is found drowned in his bathtub at home, and then a young woman is found in a millpond with the same type of staging. The cases are too similar to not be linked, but the victims don't seem to be linked together in any way. But Vera and Joe keep puzzling over it and over their list of suspects, looking for links and tie-ins, until they finally put it together. Ms. Cleeves does psychological suspense very well, and her books are literate and have good plots. But mostly she created Vera, and there is no one out there quite like her in all of crime fiction.