Flora Steele runs the bookshop she inherited from her aunt. Business is not well, but she manages. That is until one morning she finds a young man in her bookshop. He's broken in in the night and then died. Despite his young age, his death is ruled natural cause. The pathologist recons he died of a heart attack.

Flora doesn't believe this, and what's worse, neither do the villagers. Rumours start the young man was killed by a ghost hunting the old building. Flora doesn't believe that either, but the villagers seemed to as they start to avoid her shop. With no customers Flora imagines she's going out of business soon. She decides to find out what the young man was doing in her shop. She's sure it is what got him killed and equally sure that if she finds out her customers will return.

The historic setting (1950's Britain) of the story is its main attraction. What a different story it would have been if the characters had had smartphones or cars. Other than that, the story didn't really grab me. The clues all fitted together too neatly, and there was a lack of red herrings and barking up wrong trees. And what's most important: I didn't care about finding the killer, nor was I impressed by the reveal.

I read an ARC through NetGalley.