In this, the third instalment of C. S. Harris’s Sebastian St. Cyr mysteries. She has weaved her magic to the tune of a John Donne poem, so that the jigsaw pieces click into place perfectly.
Although I am mostly a ‘cozy’ mystery reader, C. S, Harris’s talent as a storyteller draws me back time and time again.
The Sebastian St. Cyr books are not to be missed. Savour them and enjoy!
Murder has jarred London’s elite. The sons of prominent families have been found at dawn in public places, partially butchered, with strange objects stuffed in their mouths. Once again, the local magistrate turns to Sebastian St. Cyr, Viscount Devlin, for help. Moving from the gritty world of London’s docks to the drawing rooms of Mayfair, Sebastian confronts his most puzzling—and disturbing—case yet.