I read the first book about Didi Nightingale, and I loved it, so I decided to get the second book in the series. And it was almost as good as the first one. I got through it in roughly a day and I couldn't put it down. Now Lydia Adamson is no Agatha Cristie, but she is still a wonderful mystery writer. I adored it.
AMAZON.COM READER'S REVIEW
Good story, animal cozy, characters developing. Will read more of this series.
Didi goes to the circus; she becomes the circus vet; elephant kills its rider; other folk die; Didi figures it out.
I'm not a huge fan of mysteries, but I like a good straightforward read on occasion, and this was fitting the bill nicely until we got to the denouement. Are we allowed to do spoilers here? I'm about to do one. Stop reading if you don't want to see it. But seriously, am I to believe that there's a gem shop in Thailand producing high quality, well cut rubies, and that they cannot find buyers except by sneaking the stones in by circus? Even if one takes into account full import duties, the significantly lower price that a stone without provenance fetches means they're still losing out. I was expecting some sort of explanation for WHY anyone would be dealing in stones this way, and turned the page to find.... the book was over. Am I being pedantic? Maybe. But I feel like this mystery is a bigger one than the one solved in the book, and I'm disappointed.