Nothing that is secret can remain secret forever. But is it possible that some crimes are better left undiscovered? Join Holmes and Watson as they travel from London to storm-wracked Bedfordshire, where the Great Detective finds himself uncovering the grisly truth concerning a half-century old murder.
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Sherlock Holmes and a Quantity of Debt based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
This is one of the best pastiches to come out in the past few years. David Marcum is a rising star in the Canon-centric field of Sherlock Holmes mysteries and this proves why he should be watched. The only real difference between his and ACD's sleuthing pairs is that David's Watson has more time in writing things down; he can explain and add depth to the plot whilst ACD's Watson had to work to keep his words under limit. I like to think of them as Watson's "original" version of events, and ACD's writing is the streamlined, swifter-paced version that follows. We know that Holmes is smart, but we rarely get to see him demonstrate his intellect and memory recall in a murkier case! The Dickens tributes are all homages that lead the reader home to a final, fateful conclusion. We have a body where it oughten't to be...or is it a case of a body that doesn't exist? A near-perfect crime's nerve and ingenuity is laid low by the patient forces of nature. If you love good technical details this is a treat. Everything from the era's hydroengineering and a painfully realistic description of the hunchweather that is England. It doesn't just rain in this book; it rains pikels! Continuity nods galore here, especially with some familiar faces among the Yard, and a significant tip of the hat to one of ACD's excellent novels. Put this one on your shelf. Be sure and see his other brain-children, THE MX BOOK OF NEW SHERLOCK HOLMES STORIES, a 5-volume anthology of the best canon-centric pastiches for Sherlock Holmes for our generation.
“I began to contract a quantity debt.” Pip, Great Expectations, by Charles Dickens My thanks to Steve and Timi at MX Publishing for my review copy of this new reprint of David Marcum’s novel… Inspector Alec McDonald arrives at 221B with what might be Holmes’ strangest case ever. In doing repairs to a drainage pipe on the estate of Martin Briley in Bedfordshire has uncovered a mummified body. The young man is only in his twenties, but the acidic soil, much like a peat bog, has left the body remarkably preserved. His right hand tells a mute story. The males in the Briley family are always born without a little finger. This body has that distinctive mark… Now Holmes and Watson are involved in solving a murder almost fifty years old, as told by the ring marking on the tree above the body. Martin Briley has done much good in his life, spending money to improve the lives of the families that live on his estate. He has taken in a orphan boy named George Burton and educated and groomed the boy to run the estate, but it is unknown if Martin wants the boy as his heir. Briley has no children of his own, but his housekeeper, Mrs. Lynch, seems to resent the boy, and they clash often over the running of the estate. David Marcum has again managed to write a brilliant Holmes pastiche! Chronologically speaking, this takes place after A Study in Scarlet and before The Sign of the Four. Watson is a widower, his first wife Constance, [see Sherlock Holmes of Baker Street by Baring-Gould.] having passed the previous year. Although the unusual case requires research into the past; the pace moves smooth as silk. Enough evidence must be found to solve a very cold case, and fifty years is a very long time. There are also the ramifications as to what effect the crime might have on the present, providing they can identify the mummified body… I give this story five stars! Quoth the Raven…