Meg recommended this to me saying, “It’s set in the 1950s in London. A man from Scotland Yard is flat on his back in the hospital when he begins to solve a more than 400 year old case. Without the internet.”
When I went to get it from the library, it was actually on the shelf, so I picked up the 200 page book and got ready to read. It’s a slower read with all the Lords and Kings and illegitimate sons to keep up with, but when I had 30 pages to go this morning, I decided to bring it along on my trip. I finished before we took off.
A great mystery. A fascinating look at history books. Who writes them? The victors!