Seventy-seventh book of 2020
Reading period: Sep 23th 2020 – Sep 26th 2020
Summary
A woman crosses a London street.
It is just after 11am on a bright spring morning, and Diana Cowper is going into a funeral parlour to organise her own service.
A mere six hours later she is dead, strangled with a crimson curtain cord in her own home.
Did she know she was going to die?
Did she recognise her killer?
Are the two events even related? Because nobody arranges their own funeral, and the gets killed the same day – do they?
Enter Daniel Hwthorne, a detective with a genius for solving crimes and an ability to hold his secrets very close.
With him is his writing partner, Anthony Horowitz. Together they will set out to solve this most puzzling of mysteries.
What neither of them knows is that they are about to embark on a dark and dangerous journey where the twists and turns are as unexpected as they are bloody…
Rating
3.75/5 ⭐️
Review
I have this book since its release, but I never read it, but now I can say that I liked this book.
I liked the investigations and the story in general. The story was well-written as it took me in a lot of directions, and I didn’t get the whole story until the end. Until now, I don’t found any of the bad guys in any of his books.
Nevertheless, there is one significant point with which I struggled a lot, and it was the character of Anthony Horowitz. I didn’t know if it was a fictional or a non-fictional character. Sometimes he was too anchor in our reality. Consequently, when it was about his life, I was, sadly, pulled out of the story. Also, I didn’t believe the actions at the end of the book.
I am happy to read it, and I will undoubtedly continue to read this series.
Liz.
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