And, sometimes, in Marcia Muller and Bill Pronzini's Carpenter and Quincannon mysteries, those worlds collide. Why couldn't they have worked cases that are unrelated in book two? It would have bored him silly, perhaps to the point of saying or doing something rash. They are partners in a professional detective service. When she starts to receive disturbing, anonymous threats, it's clear that someone wants her out of the picture. On a foggy night, while attending a ball, and under the watchful eye of Sabrina, she commits suicide and the body vanishes. San Francisco in the 1890s was a study in contrast, great wealth on one hand, great poverty and crime on the other. When I first began reading this title, I was a little disappointed that the relationship between John and Sabina had not moved forward since the ending of the last book.
Originally published on my blog:. The seemingly impossible disappearance of her body creates an even more serious problem for the firm of Carpenter and Quincannon, Professional Detective Services. Each has a devoted fan following and readers of this combination mystery will be rewarded with the work of two masters at the top of their game. I don't usually like historical, so I found this one good but I probably wouldn't read another. Ives evidently did, leaping from a foggy parapet in a shimmer of ghostly light.
Beyond the sheer white curtains at the row of French doors leading to the terrace and the raised overlook beyond, thickening swirls of a quickly encroaching fog were visible. John and Sabina simply went over their respective parts and the reader was told the parts of the detective work that filled in the gaps at the end of the case. Pure Pulp was co-edited by Ed Gorman. One reason I picked up this book was because I thought there would be ghosts. The book begins with a case that involves both Sabina and John proving that a poker player is cheating and killed her husband.
My grandmother married my grandfather in San Francisco and he became the branch manager of the Bank of Italy in Petaluma until he retired brand new branch ; that bank is now known as the Bank of America. The agency will receive ten percent of the money stolen if he recovers it, a handsome reward. Pronzini is justly celebrated as a chronicler of San Francisco, but this novel also showcases his deft touch with interiors-how an unmade bed, the stench of cigarette smoke, or an antiseptically clean and empty home can say volumes about the tail ends of desperate lives. Young and older women and their escorts whirled around the polished floor to the music supplied by a five-piece orchestra. Eventually the suspense builds and the story becomes interesting. .
The wealthy, such as Adolph Sutro, remained solvent, of course, and continued to stage elaborate entertainments, such as the present one. Carpenter and Mr, Quincannon's desperate search for his missing partner. The fact that the Whiffings chose to live part of the year in Carville may have branded them as eccentric and offended the St. Marcia Muller and Bill Pronzini are recognized stars in the mystery field. The books have become rather formulaic and there are no real surprises in this installment.
I don't know if I'll read other books in this series like thing, I could, but it probably won't be top priority. Ives evidently did, leaping from a foggy parapet in a shimmer of ghostly light. Well, a gentleman most of the time. Placing stories in the earlier part of the century in the west permits some modern technology and how it works slowly. The seemingly impossible disappearance of her body creates an even more serious problem for the firm of Carpenter and Quincannon, Professional Detective Services. The book is a fun read. In 1895 San Francisco young debutantes don't commit suicide at festive parties, particularly not under the eye of Sabina Carpenter.
If any of the gentlemen persist, fix them with one of your icy stares. No more audio versions for me with this set of stories. Muller created one of the first female detectives, Sharon McCone. An award-winning photojournalist, Abi has no trouble capturing the perfect shot - but making the perfect shot is another matter. I love his writing so I was dying to see the influence of it in this book. He lives in northern California with his wife, the crime novelist Marcia Muller. The Sherlock Holmes imposter made a very brief yet helpful appearance then went on his merry way.
Quincannon, while always thought himself as the superior detective didn't even equal Carpenter often. This series has gone downhill quickly. This book could be read as a standalone. The authors will thrill adventure fans with this exciting, colorful tale of history and mystery. In 1895 San Francisco young debutantes don't commit suicide at festive parties, particularly not under the eye of Sabina Carpenter.
She received the Mystery Writers of America's Grand Master Award in 2005. Quincannon, meanwhile, is after a slippery housebreaker who targets the homes of wealthy residents. A few years after this story took place even though it is fiction , one of my great aunts became an ambassador to Italy, her sister lived on Russian Hill, my grandmother attended Dominican College in San Rafael and I had several other relatives living in the area. The ten percent reward for recovery of all the money is more than enough incentive to get the job done. The other was the success that they had solving the troubling cases that come to them. It was still a satisfying way to spend a few hours.