Dorchester Terrace, by Anne Perry

(hb; 2012: twenty-seventh novel in the Charlotte and Thomas Pitt series)


From the inside flap:

"Thomas Pitt, once a lowly policeman, is now the powerful head of Britain's Special Branch, and some people fear that he may have been promoted beyond his abilities.  He, too, feels painful memories of self-doubt, especially as rumors reach him of a plot to blow up connections on the Dover-London rail line - on which Austrian duke Alois Habsburg is soon to travel to visit his royal English kin.

"Why would anyone destroy an entire train to kill one obscure Austrian royal, or are the rumors designed to distract Pitt from an even more devastating plot?  He must resolve this riddle at once, before the damage is done.

"Meanwhile, in a London sickroom, an old Italian woman - at the end of a romantic career as a revolutionary spy - is terrified that as she sinks into dementia, she may divulge secrets that can kill.  And a beautiful young Croatian woman, married to a British power broker, hoards her own mysteries.  Apparently all roads lead to the Continent, and Pitt suspects that between them these two fascinating women could tell him things he desperately needs to know.  But as the hours tick by, it seems that the only woman Pitt can count on is his clever wife, Charlotte."


Review:

This is a suspenseful, masterful mystery that engaged me from its first word to its last.   Perry's trademark warmth and/or chill between the characters, many of them ongoing, livens up the action and often-charming conversations.

Exemplary entry in the Charlotte and Thomas Pitt series - and one of my favorites thus far.

Worth owning, this.

Followed by Midnight at the Marble Arch.