The Missing Diamonds was an engaging mystery, which avoided being one dimensional with great writing, and an appreciation (but not blinkered focus) on the target audience.
Tagged: private detective
Listening to the audiobook I was uncertain if it was the tone of the narrator or the actual words which made Enola (the teen detective) sound condescending and imperious rather than experienced and thoughtful.
On paper the blending of Sherlock Holmes, Voodoo, Zombies and Jack The Ripper sounds fascinating but the implementation of trying to shoe horn them all into a plausible story was not
My enjoyment of the investigation was further enhanced by the social commentary.
I enjoyed it, especially Mary the plucky female who made the best of the hand she was dealt, took the opportunity which was presented her way and ran with it.
This is missing persons case, that rapidly transforms to probable serial killer/ murder mystery. It wasn’t obvious or difficult to ascertain what was the link between the missing girls and I got it before it was spelt out, but that didn’t make the plot or pace any less interesting.