by E.C.R Lorac
I’ll make this review short & sweet.
I really enjoyed an earlier Lorac I read, Fell Murder, but this one fell (tee hee!) more than a little flat.
I did really enjoy the travelogue-like descriptions of Vienna. I’ve been to this city twice, both times a long time ago, & loved both visits. But when the mystery began, I rapidly became bored. There was so much repetition on quite trivial matters that the whole story just dragged. By the time of the resolution, I no longer cared who had done it.
If I read any more Lorac, it will be books earlier in her career than this one.