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Except the Dying
by Maureen Jennings
The year is 1895. The body of a young woman is found on a cold February morning in Toronto. The corpse has been stripped nearly naked, everything of value taken. But it doesn't take Acting Detective William Murdoch of the Toronto Constabulary long to learn that the young woman is Therese LaPorte, a maid in the household of Dr. Cyril Rhodes. The coroner's report states that the girl, just sixteen, succumbed to the cold, but she had been injected with opium before her death, which doubtless led to her demise in the snow.
Murdoch follows a trail that leads from the stews of Toronto to its highest echelons of society in order to solve the murder of Therese LaPorte.
Except the Dying is the first of Maureen Jennings' Detective Murdoch mysteries, which I was fortunate enough to come across in a second-hand shop. I'm a fan of the television series starring Yannick Bisson and Helene Joy, and a very long time ago I read another in the series (before I'd ever heard of "Murdoch Mysteries"). I was interested to see where it all began. It's a skillful debut, well plotted and full of fully-realized characters, from Ettie and Alice, the two prostitutes who discover Therese's body, to Dorothea Rhodes, the doctor's wife.
I'll be reading more of these.
Murdoch follows a trail that leads from the stews of Toronto to its highest echelons of society in order to solve the murder of Therese LaPorte.
Except the Dying is the first of Maureen Jennings' Detective Murdoch mysteries, which I was fortunate enough to come across in a second-hand shop. I'm a fan of the television series starring Yannick Bisson and Helene Joy, and a very long time ago I read another in the series (before I'd ever heard of "Murdoch Mysteries"). I was interested to see where it all began. It's a skillful debut, well plotted and full of fully-realized characters, from Ettie and Alice, the two prostitutes who discover Therese's body, to Dorothea Rhodes, the doctor's wife.
I'll be reading more of these.