Last week I had a book, but failed to blog it. This week I have more books, but I will blog last week's because it was better. Charles Finch's latest quest for his gentleman detective, Charles Lenox is into The Laws of Murder.
Lenox has left Parliament to begin a detective agency that is a kinder, gentler 221B. (Certainly Lenox is much less misanthropic than the most famous Victorian British detective ever.)
The remarkably fast-paced story engages. I would have appreciated some more fleshed-out secondary characters, but in a series, sometimes the author doesn't feel the need to do so within a single novel. Nonetheless, it was the best thing I read in the past two weeks, so it gets the nod.