"Can a 92-year-old protagonist engage readers of all ages? Definitely.As satisfying
as a steaming bowl of chowder on a cold New England evening."Booklist

"With patience and charm, the down-to-earth Victoria succeeds in drawing out confidences. In the end,
even she is surprised."Publishers Weekly

There's more than one reason why the new West Tisbury police chief officially made ninety-two-year-old
Victoria Trumbull her deputy. For one thing, Victoria knows just about everything about everyone in
Martha's Vineyard, not to mention their ancestors. She may be ninety-two, but she is as sharp and as
sharp-eyed as the proverbial tack. So when Victoria is the only one who spots something amiss among
the gravestones of the West Tisbury cemetery, it's no surprise that the police chief listens.

Something is indeed amiss. First comes a request by presumed relatives in the Midwest to disinter a coffin
for reburying elsewhere. Then things go wrong from there. When, as a last measure, the coffin is found, dug
up, and opened, it does not contain the expected body. Then the coffin itself disappears.