The Glass Flame, by Phyllis Whitney
Karen’s husband, David, has been killed in a fire and she thinks it was murder because of a letter he sent her just before the explosion that claimed his life. Their marriage wasn’t a good one, but she did feel an obligation to check out the situation surrounding the fires that he had gone to Tennessee to investigate. David’s half-brother, Trevor, is an architect and the victim of the fires. Trevor was also Karen’s first unrequited love. Now she is staying in his house with his wife and child and there is no end to the weirdness happening there.
I thought the mystery was good. It was creepy and there were just enough people involved that you got to know them but not too many that you got confused. I liked getting to know more about architecture and photography. The book is dated, but not in a bad way.
I will say that the characters didn’t really behave in a way I expected, so I didn’t really connect with them, but I still enjoyed the mystery. The only thing that seemed over the top was Karen’s love for Trevor. For some reason it annoyed me, maybe because it seemed so baseless.
If you like Barbara Michaels or Victoria Holt, I think you’d like Whitney.
This was from my personal library.