Money in the Morgue

Inspector Alleyn just wants to write a letter to his wife, but World War II keeps intruding. It’s war-work, after all, that has brought Alleyn to this seedy hospital in New Zealand’s hinterlands, and it’s the war that has left the hospital swimming in convalescing soldiers—noisy, often drunk, and always over-interested in the nurses.

Nor is the weather helping. A storm has killed the electrical power, leaving Alleyn, the soldiers, the medical staff, et al. stranded in the dark…with a murderer. It’s a good thing for everyone, including the reader, that there’s a Scotland Yard detective on hand.