Of the several Fletcher books I've so far read, this one, reminiscent of Kidnapped, is the most interesting. A weak denouement, though,as is all too typical of him.
Naively-written. Clues fall effortlessly, with hardly a single red herring or blind alley, into the lap of a boring protagonist. The romance is sketchily handled, as seems the case with all of Fletcher's efforts. Too bad, for he's skilled at developing plots.
Typical old-fashioned detective novel but with some thriller aspects. Not a bad read but preposterous in certain aspects.
First, we have experienced men--including attorney Lester, the "Watson" of the series--going into hysterics and collapsing like little girls when presented with something unexpected. Second, the "Holmes" of the series--super detective Godfrey--lets himself be drawn away from the scene at a critical time, regardless that he knew that it was going to be the key happening.
But if the reader willingly suspends a degree of skepticism...
Unusual and well-written, with a solid plot, and a good villain among other realistic characters. On the negative side, could use better description of the physical scene, and the denouement is a bit contrived.