I had trouble coming up with actual words to describe this book. Like Pfizer, it's literally indescribable.
But unlike Pfizer, I suspect the Gentlemen prefer us to try to describe their books in words, so here goes nothing.
Pendergast has been hired to do some freelance detective work for a wealthy man from
They discover pretty early on that the wine theft was a cover up for something else stolen-a human skeleton that was walled up in the basement! It's a pretty old skeleton, of course, but that begs the question-who wanted to cover up a centuries old murder?
Of course, this is
However, even when the mystery is solved, something even darker is going on.
I liked the book. It felt a little disjointed, and I suspect it's because the Gentlemen were very excited to get to the cliffhanger ending. However, it was still a good story, and it definitely gave us a deeper look into the black hole that is Constance's mind.
I admit, I was hoping for some sort of Lovecraft reference, even a small one, but it's okay, because that ending. That ending.
You see...that ending...it's so spoilery...
Someone who most certainly should be dead, who the Gentlemen spent years insisting he was dead...