Showing posts with label women detectives. Show all posts
Showing posts with label women detectives. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

The Abortionist's Daughter / by Elisabeth Hyde

Diane Duprey is a well-known (and well-worn) A.D.--Abortion Doctor. A center of controversy in a no-less controversial town, she's long been targeted by right wingers, pro-lifers, and aggressive evangelicals. So it's no surprise when her dead body's found floating in her indoor pool one night, still bleeding after a fatal blow to the head. While CSI types mull over evidence, it's her husband Frank who, having found the body, must bear the shock along with 19 year-old Megan--their only child. With the investigation going nowhere, it's obvious there's some alterior angles at the root of what appears a cold case; the only real lead pointing to Frank who refuses to reveal his whereabouts on the night in question.

For readers who like 'ending-first' mysteries, this recent standalone brings the goods with some edgy side-drama to boot. The child of liberals, Megan is no innocent and there must be something deeply disturbing Frank who persists in keeping quiet even though he's an attorney with the D.A.'s office! Secondary people also start to figure into things. Head of the pro-life coalition Rev. O'Connell has his self-evident reasons, but murder? Then there's Megan's ex--Branson, who's clean on the surface but, as we soon find out, can be kind of touchy about rejection.


This story's religious hypocrisy element was woefully unnecessary and it appears Hyde intended sympathy solely for Diane: Frank is a stick in the mud, Megan's integrity is called into question, and Branson is anybody's fool. Other than that, readers should be pleasantly surprised (maybe a little disappointed) with the outcome of this whodunit.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Gaudy Night / by Dorothy Sayers

Female sleuth Harriet Vane stalks a phantom in another Dorothy Sayers mystery showcasing the one and only Lord Peter Wimsey. When an invitation to Oxford's 'gaudy' reunion beckons, a bored and idle Harriet accepts and (with some cajoling) stays on to investigate a series of threatening letters aimed at faculty members. Posing as a research assistant, Harriet retreads her old haunts seeking a culprate capable of such malice. An opportune coincidance soon lands Lord Peter at her side as together they follow the perpetrator's clues ultimately unearthing a dreadful secret lying below the surface all the while.

Lord Peter Wimsey is (in today-speak) an uber-hustler. Never ruffled, he is the definition of composure eliciting a sort of classy elitism all over the place. His only weakness is, of course, Harriet for whom he remains the devoted fool. The book is as much a social novel as it is mystery dissecting personalities while simultaneously perusing crime scenes. Somehow Sayers was a master at this, meshing relational intrigue with CSI-type drama to form an addictive type of character series. This book could be enjoyed by fans of the "cozy" mystery as much as domestic fiction.