The sun rises upon a terrible knowledge. Parelli is dead. A baby is in the hole. You hear the rumble. You feel earth moving. Fires are ignited. Culture, learning and reason are about to go up in smoke.
It is a tale spun from the threads of history. In turns dark and humorous, in tones richly sensual, deeply spiritual, it is a mystery entered from many levels and must be solved before everything is incinerated.
They swoop down on you - Lex’s satirical brilliance, Quong’s comic genius, Maria’s sharp wit - but in this Frostian twist the stage is set. You discover the mystery you entered is not their’s; it is your own. They did not come to solve it for you and midnight has come and gone.
This is a Matchbox Mystery - wonderfully woven, brilliantly told.