Once again, Roderick Alleyn is on the case of a killer who plucked the life from the newest initiate of The House of the Sacred Flame, just as she was about to drink the sacrificial wine, being as it was laced with cyanide. In investigating her death he finds the High Priest and his followers are more enmeshed is the earthly passions of lust and jealousy than they would like to imagine. It may hail from the 'golden age' of the whodunit, but Ngaio Marsh's Death in Ecstasy contains enough of the dark secrets of a ritualistic cult and the hidden depths of London's drug world to satisfy the modern reader.
©1994 Ngaio Marsh (P)2011 Hachette Digital
very well read and produced, but mystery stories that end with the rabbit being pulled out of a hat always frustrate me. it wasn't as much of a magic trick as some of agatha Christie's , but i had it narrowed down as much as Allain when the rabbit jumped for him. Still, it was definitely enjoyable, and im sure I'll listen to it again sometime.
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