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Fiction. Mystery. HTML:It is India 1922 and the wives of officers in the Bengal Greys have been dying violently, one each year and always in March. The only link between the bizarre but apparently accidental deaths is the bunches of small red roses that appear on the women's graves. When a fifth wife is found with her wrists cut in a bath of blood the Govenor rejects the verdict of suicide and calls in Joe Sandilands, an ex-soldier and Scotland Yard Detective. It becomes clear to Joe that the deaths are, indeed, a series of murders and they are have not yet run their course. Who will be the recipient of the next -- and last -- Kashmiri Roses? As he discovers the shocking truth Joe must work fast to unmask a killer whose motives are rooted in the dark history of India itself.… (more)
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Our stalwart hero, Inspector Joe Sandilands, on the very brink of returning to England, a journey he was very much looking forward to, is sent for by the Governor and given the task of looking into the latest incident. Charmed by the Governor's niece, Nancy Drummond, he has no choice but to accept the case, and finds more troubling facts about not just the most recent tragedy but about the previous deaths which seem to point towards a series of murders rather than tragic but innocent accidents.
Why these women? What's the connection between the way they all died? Is there a connection and who's next? Is there a sinister killer lurking in their midst and if so, how do they find who he is, when nobody seems to have seen anything?
I'm definitely hooked and I'm going to look out for more of the books in the series.
Every single time I look at this book, I think the author's name is Beverly Cleverly, and I think about how dumb that sounds. This is a murder mystery set in India during the Raj, just post-WWI. I had some trepidation going in, that it was either going to make like
Grade: B
Recommended: To fans of fluffy English historical mysteries. Not overly graphic in terms of the crimes.
This is the first in a series of mysteries set in 1920s Raj India and featuring Joe Sandilands, a Scotland Yard detective on what he had hoped would be temporary
An efficient enough mystery, if a little far-fetched, and the Raj background is convincing enough, at least to a non-expert. Sandilands himself is not as likeable as perhaps the author meant him to be, largely due to his liaison with yet another officer’s wife, but altogether I found this interesting enough at least to give the next one in the series a go.
The Publisher Says: In a land of saffron sunsets and blazing summer heat, an Englishwoman has been found dead, her wrists slit, her body floating in a bathtub of blood and water. But is it suicide or murder? The case falls to Scotland Yard inspector Joe Sandilands, who survived
My Review: This series begins on a high note, with the character of Joe Sandilands romping through soon-to-be-de-Britished India. He is an appealing character. He isn't, however, interesting enough to make me want to read more books in the series.
About the mystery itself, I was a little bit more interested in its solution than I expected to be. I was pretty sure I knew who was murdering the women, and was suspicious about why...but honestly I was surprised by the motivation of the killer. I was a little more involved than I expected to be as the body count mounted.
What I wasn't was convinced that the killings were in any way part of a pattern that convinced me. Sandilands appears to be chasing his own tail, and I'm never clear that he's actually investigating and solving the actual crime.
Well, it's not a terrible book. It's nicely written. India is a good backdrop, and ti's well evoked. But what we have here is a failure to launch. I'm...well...oh heck, I have to say it...bored. Bored. Bored. Bored.
I think there are two major reasons I won't be reading more. First, I didn't care for her style. She had one tick in particular I found annoying. I'm not sure if it's a British thing, but it's not a habit I remember elsewhere. She uses quotes for thoughts of the characters, so I wouldn't be sure if it was something being said out loud until the tag at the end of the sentence. A rarely minor thing, and one I might have overlooked had I found the series setting or character strong enough.
But the major reason I won't be reading more is the detective protagonist, Joseph Sandilands didn't appeal to me. First, he's a cad. He's planning on seducing Nancy, the young woman who brings the case to his attention soon after they meet even though he knows she's married, and in those days the social consequences would have been dire. It's not just a spontaneous moment of passion or falling in love, but more cold blooded than that. And he's no Sherlock Holmes--Nancy, his Indian assistant Naurung often seem ahead of him. If you don't like the detective, and he doesn't have the quirkiness of a Holmes or Poirot, there's little impetus to continue on.
Terrific setting, great characters, intriguing details. The killer a bit obvious, but the
The setting is pre-independent India, a place where the British were the rulers and the natives the servants. The army officers, civil servants and their families lived a fairy tale life that is uncomfortable to believe today. A small group of British soldiers and civil servants controlled the entire subcontinent of India and lived a carefree life of privilege with servants to deal with every problem. The British never saw the Indians as anything other than servants and the justification was that the British were only acting as caretakers for people unable to govern themselves.
This was a fascinating book chiefly because of the setting and time. The mystery was intriguing and while the solution may not have been too surprising, the events surrounding it were. The story carries the reader along with the investigation. There were a lot of overwrought descriptions and some over the top dialogue, as well as a plethora of Indian slang. I loved the descriptions of India and would definitely try another by the same author.
Scotland Yard Commander, Joe Sandilands, is eager to return to England from Calcutta after a temporary assignment when he is ordered to investigate the deaths of 5 officers' wives
Sandiland's job is to find out if there is a connection among the deaths, to see if there is a murderer among the frightened, twittering memsahibs.
He is charmed by the local collector's wife and persuaded of the necessity of the task.
This was a very satisfying, stimulating read. I enjoyed the heck out of it, and I definitely plan to read others in the series.
The one weakness in the plot was that I figured out whodunnit too early in the story. (I realize that this is a seemingly huge flaw.) However, there were many other surprises among the loose ends. I didn't even figure out the motive until the end, so I still hadn't put all the pieces of the puzzle in place. That, and the fact that I loved the setting and found the characters interesting more than made up for the flaw, IMO.
The death in question has similarities to other deaths in Panikhat; for there is a trail of young English wives who lost their lives by succumbing to their worst fears. The women were all married to the men of the Bengal Greys and all lost their lives in March of different years. It is up to Sandilands to tease out the connections and uncover a serial killer.
This book provided an interesting view of India at the time when British power was waning and also delivered an interesting mystery.
My ‘sense of place’ meter was off the charts with this title and the historical period - 1910 Bengal, India, became alive to me.
Joe is an
I found the characters interesting, the locale captivating, a sense of British military life in India fascinating (and appalling at the same time) and the mystery intriguing.
Mostly interesting for the description of India in the 1920s.
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