The Coconut Killings

What could be more idyllic than a Caribbean vacation at a golf resort? Maybe a vacation that isn’t rudely marred by a murder, especially one that seems to have been committed by the resort’s friendly bartender. The murder only serves to heighten the tensions—already plenty high—between the native islanders and the very pale people enjoying the resort, so Henry Tibbett is called in to pour some soothing British oil on the troubled waters. Where Henry goes, of course, trouble follows, here in the form of a rash of increasingly disturbing outbreaks of vandalism. Political passions coming to a head? Or something more grubby and sinister?