I enjoy reading "cozy" mysteries, so when I came across this, I figured it looked like a book for me. It's about a guy, Sir Adrian Beauclerk-Fisk, whose main talents are being a real jerk and churning out mystery stories that are basically plagiarized from golden age classics (Agatha Christie, Dorothy Sayers, etc). He glories in tormenting his adult children, changing his will with each new whim. Sir Adrian is, of course, murdered, as are other characters. DCI St. Just is called to the scene to investigate. He uncovers secrets and skeletons in closets all over the place. When I read this book nearly two months ago, I found it entertaining. However, this is the first chance I've had since then to sit down and post a blog about it, and I have to say it didn't make a big enough impression on me to say much about it after all this time has passed. I have another book by the same author, and I plan on reading it. Malliet writes a solid mystery, good escapist stuff, but nothing truly memorable.
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