Lenore Glen Offord
My True Love Lies
The War is over, but only just, and San Francisco is still crammed with military uniforms. Of course, being San Francisco, it’s also crammed with Bohemians (in a few years, they’ll be known as Beatniks). Noel Bruce straddles both camps: By day she’s a straight-laced driver for the Navy, but at night she lets her hair down and parties with her flamboyant art-school chums. The party comes to a screeching halt, however, when a dead body turns up in a sculptor’s studio, and the artists discover that pretentious mannerisms and amusing facial hair provide little defense against the chill of fear. As in Skeleton Key, the heroine is a working woman, and, like all of Offord’s novels, My True Love Lies provides an intriguing bridge between old-fashioned, 1930s-style plotting and a kind of feminism that feels startlingly up-to-date.
"Mrs. Offord with each book entrenches herself more firmly as one of our leading feminine mystery novelists...There is always a reasonable plot backed by warm characters, and above all, intelligent writing"—Dorothy B. Hughes
Who's likely to like this: Fans of Margery Allingham
2017 • Fiction/Mystery • 240 pages • ISBN: 9781631940965