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I finished Murder under Her Skin,, by Stephen Spotswood, last night.
It's a good mystery novel, meaning in this case that I liked it and that the solution to the mystery didn't depend on obvious contrivance or characters doing something implausible for no good reason.
This is a sequel to Fortune Favors the Dead, and feels like the beginning of a series. I'll be happy to read more about about Will Parker and Lilian Pentecost, the detectives. The story is set at a traveling circus, currently set up in a small town Virginia; the locals are a bit suspicious of the circus folk, and at least as suspicious of the private detectives from New York City.
The books are set right after World War II, and part of why I like these is that Parker is a not-very-closeted bisexual woman, and her boss, Ms. Pentecost, has MS, and it's depicted realistically. No inspiration porn, certainly no miracle cures -- just getting by from week to week with a cane, and trying not to overexert herself.
It's a good mystery novel, meaning in this case that I liked it and that the solution to the mystery didn't depend on obvious contrivance or characters doing something implausible for no good reason.
This is a sequel to Fortune Favors the Dead, and feels like the beginning of a series. I'll be happy to read more about about Will Parker and Lilian Pentecost, the detectives. The story is set at a traveling circus, currently set up in a small town Virginia; the locals are a bit suspicious of the circus folk, and at least as suspicious of the private detectives from New York City.
The books are set right after World War II, and part of why I like these is that Parker is a not-very-closeted bisexual woman, and her boss, Ms. Pentecost, has MS, and it's depicted realistically. No inspiration porn, certainly no miracle cures -- just getting by from week to week with a cane, and trying not to overexert herself.