‘It’s a funny thing about holidays in the country, but after only a few days away you feel as if you’ve been out of circulation for a month’
Marcus Corvinus’ break in the Alban Hills is interrupted by the sudden and messy death of a candidate for the local censorship post. Can Corvinus find his murderer before the Latin Festival raises its stakes? How do the Latin Nationalists fit into the picture? And what exactly is Meton the chef up to in the kitchen with Dassa the sheep? Corvinus doesn’t know the answers either.
Marcus Corvinus’ break in the Alban Hills is interrupted by the sudden and messy death of a candidate for the local censorship post. Can Corvinus find his murderer before the Latin Festival raises its stakes? How do the Latin Nationalists fit into the picture? And what exactly is Meton the chef up to in the kitchen with Dassa the sheep? Corvinus doesn’t know the answers either.
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Reviews
Wishart creates a pungent, throbbingly vibrant Rome
Innate humour and pace carry one through to the tragi-comic climax
an entertaining read . . . an enjoyable romp.
Praise for David Wishart:
'Like Chandler's Marlowe, Corvinus wisecracks his way through a weary world of murder and intrigue until he hunts down the truth. A taut thriller in which ancient Rome springs to life'
It is evident that Wishart is a fine scholar and perfectly at home in the period