Mary Bellamy is the sweetheart of the London stage, fluffy as only an elderly lady of 50(!) can be. Her fans and friends—and who didn’t adore, positively adore darling Mary?—are heartbroken when somehow Mary manages to spritz herself not with her favorite perfume but with the deadly insecticide meant to be sprayed on the azaleas. Inspector Alleyn begins by smelling something fishy (everything he learns about lovely, fragile Mary suggests that in fact she was a rather vicious battleaxe), but he very quickly starts smelling something different…something like a rat. Originally published in 1959, False Scent was described by the New York Times as a "delightfully witty and vivid novel of the London theatre."
"A delightfully witty and vivid novel of the London theatre, almost incidentally containing a neat murder puzzle for Roderick Alleyn, who has become as charming as any of the theatre people involved."—New York Times
Who's likely to like this: Fans of Margery Allingham and Agatha Christie