As an avid reader of both cozy mysteries and Agatha Christie, I am ashamed to admit that I only discovered Ngaio Marsh because of Benedict Cumberbatch. Three of her novels have been made into audiobooks read by BC, and because I had listened to, and enjoyed, them I went ahead and picked up A Man Lay Dead, the first of the Roderick Alleyn mysteries.
So…This book wasn’t what I expected, not really. And that’s not a bad thing at all.
Blah blah Cozy Mystery blah blah comfort reading blah blah here we are again.
My problem is, I read books and then I forget to review them. I don’t remember where I discovered Mycroft Holmes any more, but I do recall the thought process that went into purchasing it: “Huh. Kareem Abdul-Jabbar wrote an historical mystery? About Mycroft Holmes, of all people? Sure, I’ll check that out.”
Y’all. Y’all. Maybe I wasn’t the target audience for this book but it was so bad.
Not actually a cozy mystery! I think this one is technically a thriller.
I might have to lay off cozies for a little bit. I didn’t highlight enough of this one for pull quotes, even.
Lake Eden’s too small to have more than one murderer. (Kindle edition, location 3056) More cozy, more cats, more murder, all inside!