Ernest
Cunningham #3
208 pages
Publisher:
Michael Joseph
Release
Date: October 24, 2024
Blurb
My name is Ernest Cunningham.
I’m not a detective. I just happen to have a knack for what makes mysteries –
and murderers – tick. I’d hoped, this Christmas, that any killers out there
might be willing to take a break for the holidays.
I was wrong.
So here I am, backstage at the Christmas show of world-famous magician Rylan
Blaze, whose benefactor has just been murdered. From the magician’s assistant
to the hypnotist, my suspects are all professional tricksters. Masters in the
art of misdirection.
My clues are even more of a mystery:
A suspect covered in blood, with no memory of how it got there.
A murder committed without setting foot inside the room where it happens.
And an advent calendar. Because, you know. It’s Christmas.
Solving the murder is the only gift I want this year. But can I catch a killer,
and make it home for Christmas alive?
Review
Ernest Cunningham can’t stay away from murders, it would seem. After Everyone In My Family Has Killed Someone and Everyone On This Train is A Suspect he is back for a third instalment when his ex-wife Erin asks for his help. Her partner has been murdered and she is found with blood on her hands without having any idea how it got there. And, as if one impossible murder isn’t enough, it isn’t long before magician Rylan Blaze is decapitated by a blade made of paper. With only a few days until it is Christmas, Ernest is, once again, up against it.
“I’m not
a private investigator. I just happen to have a knack for understanding how
mysteries tick, provided they follow the rules set out by the classics, of
course.”
As was the case in the previous two books, the narrator in this story is Ernest Cunningham himself and he often addresses the reader directly. In fact, he plays a game with the reader, providing them with all the clues needed to solve the mystery without actually pointing them out. In other words, plays fair and according to the rules set by the writers of the Golden Age of Mystery.
“You’ll
find no hidden clues or unreliable narrators here. My job is to relay to you
everything you need to reach the same ‘lightbulb’ moment I did.”
And, because we’re dealing with a Christmas mystery, the story has a seasonable flavour:
“…this
whole thing’s best treated as an advent calendar. Twenty-four chapters hold
twenty-four clues and various bits and bobs that help me with the case. Well,
twenty-three clues and a killer.”
Readers with great self-control could treat this book like an Advent calendar and read one chapter each day starting December 1st. I like that idea, but I wouldn’t have been able to limit myself like that. There’s too much happening and the use of cliffhangers at the end of each chapter pushed me straight from one chapter into the next one. In fact, I found this book all but impossible to put down. Ernest’s chatty narration pulled me along and had me swiping through the pages as fast as I could. The cast of characters was fascinating and the possible motifs for murder kept me guessing until Ernest revealed all in the rather spectacular denouement. Did I pick up on all the clues? No! Did I figure out whodunit? Also, no! But did I thoroughly enjoy myself while reading this book? Absolutely!
If you’re looking for a captivating, well-plotted, at times laugh-out-loud funny, and faultlessly executed mystery this Christmas, you are probably looking for Everyone This Christmas Has a Secret.