When elderly Ailsa Lockyer-Fox is found dead in her garden,
dressed only in nightclothes and with blood stains on the ground near
her body, the finger of suspicion points at her wealthy, landowning husband,
Colonel James Lockyer-Fox. A Coroner's inquest gives a verdict of 'natural
causes' but the gossip surrounding James refuses to go away.
Why? Because he's guilty? Or because resentful women in the isolated Dorset
village where he lives rule the roost? Shenstead is a place of too few
people and too many secrets. Why have James and Ailsa cut their children
out of their wills? What happened in the past to create such animosity
within the family? And why is James so desperate to find the illegitimate
child - his only grandchild - who was put up for adoption when she was
Friendless and alone, his reclusive behaviour begins to alarm his London-based
solicitor, Mark Ankerton, whose concern deepens when he discovers that
James has become the victim of a relentless campaign which accuses him
of far worse than the death of his wife. Allegations which he refuses
to challenge... Why? Because they're a motive for murder...?
more than any other crime writer today, possesses the gift of
conveying tension and menace in the most humdrum scenes. Everyday
conversations become suffused with feelings of unease. Ordinary
people acquire an aura of being on the edge, with mental and
emotional disintegration imminent. The countryside itself becomes
an enemy of goodness. Walters†s world is dark and unambiguous;
FOX EVIL is the work of a writer at the peak of her confidence
and supreme ability.'