Death at the Bar

It’s true, darts is nobody’s idea of a low-risk amusement: It involves drunk people hurling sharp things. But it’s rarely lethal. Tell that to the famous barrister who was enjoying a pint at the Plume of Feathers pub, and is now residing at the morgue. Or tell it to Inspector Alleyn, who has a hunch—a growing hunch—that the peculiar “accident” at the Plume can be traced to a legal case that wound its way through the court more than ten years ago.