Elaine Mercer has been a voracious crime novel reader for over a quarter century and a keen bibliophile her entire life. Her choice of house was dictated purely by the volume of books it could hold, which currently fit bulging wall to wall bookshelves. She has no intention of downsizing...
Agatha Raisin reaches her 30th escapade, but this is my first M.C Beaton novel and I was far from disappointed.
Agatha Raisin runs a private detective agency in the leafy Cotswolds and has been commissioned to investigate a case of industrial espionage. In short order she smells a very overripe kipper and believes she’s being led around by the bridle. Next, we have a murder, passed over as natural causes by the local constabulary. Naturally. Our Agatha is however persistent in her convictions, loud and overbearing and VERY short-tempered! The game is afoot.
M.C. writes Agatha as the most fearsome female, like a brittle Audrey Fforbes-Hamilton, with exquisite taste in attire and a terrible taste in men - she is truly terrifying.
This book is great fun and the characters are fresh and lively, unexpected for a 30th outing. There are many giggle moments. Looks like I’ll have to go back to her beginning. Enjoy.
