Cutter follows an antic debut (Murder After Teatime) with another adventure for 60-ish writer/sleuth Lettie Winterbottom--this time teaming her up with Aussie-born reporter J. D. Hilsebeck, an ex-London newsman who's now the erratic but content backbone of the Salisbury Plain Speaker. When the standing stones of Stonehenge disappear, in the middle of a horrendous night of blizzard, UFO sightings, light-flashes, and crippled TV sets, J.D. is first on the scene. He gets a nice scoop--and then, while government and military bigwigs try to keep the lid on and the big-city press goes wild (Druid Rites! Alien Creatures!), J.D. and Lettie form an alliance to get the enormous reward for the stones' return. Is there a plausible explanation for the disappearance? Well, not really. But J.D. and Lettie do ferret out a clever, not-impossible solution, uncovering some military hanky-panky along the way. And, while the plot hangs together by the most fragile of threads, the crisply drawn minor characters and the slightly deranged charm of the heroes add up to a cheerful diversion.