After enjoying the adaptations of Magpie Murders and Moonflower Murders, we decided to read some of Horowitz's novels. Since we were never fans of his other works, we were not sure what to expect here. But this was a fun, suspenseful read featuring Horowitz himself as a central character. Serving as the Watson to Hawthorne, a police consultant with a keen eye for detail, our sleuth must solve the murders of an older woman and her famous son, an actor. As an occasionally quite hilarious metafictional narrative, we were laughing at the sometimes tense relationship with Horowitz and Hawthorne. It was quite amusing to read Hawthorne's barbs, implying Horowitz was a fool or idiot. Yet, in his own way, Horowitz's character stumbles upon some major clues. As for the actual mystery, this mystery does a good job laying out the red herrings and misdirects with a complex narrative structure and an old, tragic case connected to the current murders. We were not able to solve the case and actually committed some of the same errors as Horowitz's character.
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