A capital detective story by collaborators who have already given proof of ability, both singly and together. The details are worked out with a professional knowledge which invests the story with an air of reality beyond the common, and all the honours rest with the police.
ing, but only intermittently could he hear what was said.
"Pretty done up buz-z come at once buz-z at thirty-four buzz-z Gardens, Kensington buzz-z."
"Number, please?" said a new and distinct voice.
"Blast," said Menzies simply, and put down the telephone. This addiction to forcible language on occasions of annoyance was a constant regret to him in his more reflective moments.
Jimmie Hallett's first impression on awakening had been that someone was swinging a sledge-hammer irregularly on to his temples. He lay still for a little, wondering why it should be. By and by he sat up and tried to piece together the events of the evening. His head ached intolerably, and he found consecutive thought painful.
It was totally dark, and he could make out nothing of where he was. Then the whole thing flashed across his mind and he staggered rather uncertainly to hifl feet and, steadying himself against the wall, struck a match.
The feeble nicker showed him a blue papered apartment,
This and The Grell Mystery are two great detective novels by the same author. They show the real challenge in criminal investigation, the handling of people and of resources. If you are only thrilled by ingenious reasoning (an oxymoron in itself) of the likes of a Holmes, this is not for you. If you are interested in the profession, go for it, not much important has changed since the times of Scotland Yard.
Excellent! I really like the mysteries of Frank Froest. Having been a Superintendent at Scotland Yard, he really knows police procedure. His plots are great and his characters well drawn. I highly recommend him. He really knows how to keep you turning the pages. Enjoy!
