The Framingham Fiend
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- $179.00
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- $179.00
Descripción editorial
Of all the ghastly crimes in Victorian London, none are as infamous—or unsolvable—as those of Jack the Ripper . . .
The murder scene is chillingly familiar. A young prostitute has been slaughtered in her flat on Framingham Street in the East End. It’s not the first time Scotland Yard has seen a murder like this. But with the help of Colin Pendragon and his loyal partner Ethan Pruitt, they hope it will be the last . . .
Word of the Ripper-esque crime has begun to spread across London, sparking a fresh wave of fear, dread, and panic. Two prostitutes have already been killed. But when a third victim is claimed, Colin and Ethan are forced to explore every possibility—from the opium dens of Whitechapel to the darkest corners of the London morgue. For Colin, the answer will prove to be as elusive—and deadly—as the Ripper himself . . .
Praise for Gregory Harris and the Colin Pendragon Mysteries
“Well-paced [with] unusual twists and turns . . . the interplay between Pendragon and Pruitt is interesting and complex.”
—Mystery Scene on The Arnifour Affair
“An incredibly pleasing mystery . . . the author nails it yet again.”
—Suspense Magazine on The Bellingham Bloodbath
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
In Harris's disappointing sixth Victorian whodunit featuring Colin Pendragon and Ethan Pruitt, Pendragon is still frail after being shot twice in the chest in 2017's The Endicott Evil. When his health worsens, Pruitt must take the lead in investigating brutal murders in Whitechapel that appear to be the work of Jack the Ripper. Though the partners know that the real Ripper is confined to an asylum, they have kept that fact secret because they lacked enough evidence to charge him criminally. Meanwhile, the public and the press fear that the serial killer has resumed his butcheries, and Queen Victoria worries that a grandnephew, Gerhard, who stabbed a fellow student at the Royal College of Surgeons, may be responsible. Many other authors have used the possibility of royal involvement in the mutilation murders of prostitutes in the East End in their Ripper fiction, and despite references to Pruitt's history with opium addiction, he comes across as fairly colorless. Readers will hope Harris gives his Holmes-and-Watson-like duo a more original case next time.
