The Daughters of Cain
The Eleventh Case in the Classic Inspector Morse Series
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‘A giant among fictional detectives’ – The Times
The Daughters of Cain is the eleventh novel in Colin Dexter's Oxford-set detective series.
Bizarre and bewildering – that's what so many murder investigations in the past had proved to be . . . In this respect, at least, Lewis was correct in his thinking. What he could not have known was what unprecedented anguish the present case would cause to Morse's soul.
Chief Superintendent Strange's opinion was that too little progress had been made since the discovery of a corpse in a North Oxford flat. The victim had been killed by a single stab wound to the stomach. Yet the police had no weapon, no suspect, no motive.
Within days of taking over the case, Chief Inspector Morse and Sergeant Lewis uncover startling new information about the life and death of Dr Felix McClure. When another body is discovered Morse suddenly finds himself with rather too many suspects.
For once, he can see no solution. But then he receives a letter containing a declaration of love . . .
The Daughters of Cain is followed by the twelfth Inspector Morse book, Death is Now My Neighbour.
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The Inspector Morse of A&E and PBS's Mystery fame is clever, urbane and a fairly mild curmudgeon. The Morse of Dexter's novels is far pricklier, offering sharper, more morbid pleasures. In this 11th appearance, after The Way Through the Woods, the Inspector is aging badly: beers and cigarettes have taken a toll on his health, and he's harsher than usual with his assistant, Lewis, who himself is less forgiving on the page than in his dogged, loyal TV incarnation. Here, a retired don is murdered; then a former college custodian goes missing. The don frequented a prostitute who is the estranged stepdaughter of the custodian. The custodian, abusive to his wife and despised by his stepdaughter, was fired from the college for drug dealing. Morse is determined to tie the murder with the disappearance, but the chronology proves frustratingly elastic. Operating on the edge of the narrative is a terminally ill schoolteacher and her yob of a favorite pupil. As usual, Morse is both fearful and fascinated in his encounters with the fair sex, be they killers or suspects or witnesses; the hooker manages to crack open his fragile libido in a matter of moments. Dexter is fiendishly adept at the literary aside; even if his narrative style is sometimes mannered, he is a masterful crime writer whom few others match. Author tour.
