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A Genteel Little Murder

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I am an Agatha Christie fan, but as I have now read dozens of her books, and will shortly run out of titles, I have been looking for other authors who write well and who provide interesting plotlines. Mr. Daniels does not disappoint. I enjoyed his character development, his crisp and witty writing style, and the surprise ending. After reading so much Christie, there are few mystery authors that satisfy me, but I will be reading more of this author. A Genteel Little Murder is well worth the read.

By the way, be wary of the next review. It's a bit of a spoiler.

For many years, Gil and Pam had lived separate dream existences (though he didn't know of her involvement with the polished Ed). She was a self-centered bitch and yet they were connected. In the beginning there had been deep and compassionate concern, but outside circumstances intervened and murder was on the mind of both. He knew he wasn't intelligent enough to outwit her, under no illusions that additional intelligence would suffice to see the last of an old man's folly. She, too, thought he was such a spineless, little article -- perhaps not in the physical sense but in everything else.

There was no sympathy on either side as they went their own ways. He knew he was a man of modest capabilities, but had a lot to be humble for! Do I make myself clear? After a period of years, he is determined to be rid of her once and for all. The whole impression rests on small details, and it must be conducted through channels. There had been a pointlessness of their marital relationship. It would take much deliberation and research to entail a triumphant outcome. The fundamental question term was exaggerated as it was not as expected, not without effect.

The well-thought-out plan rebounded and backfired. There was no sympathy there as the victim became the winner and inheritor of a fortune. She decides to take a trip to Hawaii alone on a tour of four islands where she connects with the escort. She leaves trace evidence that the killer was her lover, Edward. Now she is free to entertain the tour escort and make him feel like a big man. He may not be rich, but he is good-looking. It's time she had some fun with a real humble man, one who was never a star but just knew some peripherally. Always the interviewer, never the interviewee. They are a match made in heaven, as were Elizabeth's many male compatriots in crime.