Elizabeth Peters
Avon BooksMarch 7th 2000
Adult | Mystery
Official Blurb -
Vicky Bliss, a brain with a body like a centerfold, often has a tough time getting people to take her seriously. But when it comes to medieval history, this blonde beauty knows her stuff -- and she's a master at solving mysteries that would turn the art world upside down.Vicky gasped at the sight of the exquisite gold pendant her boss at Munich's National Museum held in his hand. The Charlemagne talisman replica, along with a note in hieroglyphs, was found sewn into the suit pocket of an unidentified man found dead in an alley. Vicky vows to find the master craftsman who created it. It's a daring chase that takes her all the way to Rome and through the dusty antique centers and moonlit streets of the most romantic city in the world. But soon she's trapped in a treacherous game of intrigue that could cost her life -- or her heart...
Incredibly unbelievable.
What
adult lacks even basic commons sense. Who would really do the things
she does? Leaving purposeful and obvious evidence of a break in, make
out with one of your abductors, think you can solve some conjecture
based scheme. All of it is just ridiculous. And Vicky who apparently
doesn't like her womanly figure going through all the length to
cultivate it. If she were really bugged wouldn't she dress it down not
accentuate. And the "clues" she finds are just bogus. Like the "address"
she finds, do people really not write in English anymore but draw out
an address? The entire book is a farce, silly and complete nonsense.
Not
the type of mystery I have dabbled in before. The entire "mystery" or
quest began under the flimsiest of suspicion. If they weren't a bit
crazy non of the investigation would have happened. Vicky only manages
to not get killed and figure out the "mystery" with a heavy dollop of
luck and good graces. It is more like she just stumbles around in the
dark and perseveres stubbornly. Her romantic choices are daft.
There isn't that much mystery occurring. Early on I was certain who was the culprit I just didn't know why they would bother.
Not terribly funny but a complete romp. With a tinge of female bond thrown in. Mildly entertaining but not a solid read.
Moment Divine:
"You sense the truth, of course; I am personally disinclined to engage in vulgar labor. It's psychological handicap. If you knew my mother--"
"Scratch excuse number two," I said. "I don't buy the theory that perverts and criminals are the guiltless products of a corrupt society. And as a woman I'm sick and tired of the attempts to blame Mom for every crime that has been committed since Cain and Abel."
"Eve probably was overprotective," John said speculatively. "She always liked Abel best. Naturally this upset his brother. . ."