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Old 01-28-2020, 01:59 PM   #3916
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Corridors of Death is the first in the Robert Amiss series by Ruth Dudley Edwards. I'm quite fond of this series, and was lucky enough to pick up most of these titles back in pre-agency/Fictionwise days, and have them transferred to BN when FW went out of business. This series reminds me a bit of my absolute most favorite Hilary Tamar series by Sarah Caudwell for the bone dry British humor (humour), a bit of Amanda Cross/Kate Fansler for the academic bent of many of them, a bit of R.B. Dominic (aka Emma Lathen)/Ben Safford on the political side, and is just overall quite enjoyable. I do mostly disagree with Edwards's politics, but mostly she doesn't shove them in your face, except possibly in the last couple of books in the series, and I found I could easily overlook the politics most of the time.

Anyway, after a long-winded post...

Corridors has dropped to $0.99 at Kindle US.

link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VRLDWB9

Spoiler:
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Battered to death with a piece of abstract sculpture titled 'Reconciliation,' Whitehall departmental head Sir Nicholas Clark is claimed by his colleagues to have been a fine and respected public servant cut off in his prime. Bewildered by the labyrinthine bureaucracy of Whitehall, Scotland Yard's Superintendent Jim Milton recognizes a potential ally in Clark's young Private Secretary, Robert Amiss.

Milton soon learns from Amiss how Whitehall works: that it can be Machiavellian and potentially homicidal, that Sir Nicholas was obnoxious and widely loathed, that he had spent the weeks before his murder upsetting and antagonizing family and associates, and that his last morning on earth had been spent gleefully observing the success of his plan to embarrass his minister and his department publicly. And they still need to discover who wielded the blunt instrument.

This is the first of Ruth Dudley Edwards' witty, iconoclastic but warm-hearted satires about the British Establishment.
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