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Born in Lincolnshire in 1912, Michael Francis Gilbert was educated in Sussex before entering the University of London where he gained an LLB with honours in 1937. Gilbert was a founding member of the British Crime Writers Association, and in 1988 he was named a Grand Master by the Mystery Writers of America - an achievement many thought long overdue. He won the Life Achievement Anthony Award at the 1990 Boucheron in London, and in 1980 he was knighted as a Commander in the Order of the British Empire. Gilbert made his debut in 1947 with Close Quarters, and since then has become recognized as one of our most versatile British mystery writers.
This is some kind of a political thriller about an imaginary coup in the Austrian Tyrol in 1950s or 1960s. What amazed me was the amount of alcohol consumed by a 20-year-old girl from a respectable family who is the main character of this rather fairy-talish story.
Interesting story. The author seemed to know his stuff—although given my limited knowledge of the Tyrol (and by limited, I mean nonexistent) I'm not exactly a judge. I liked the idea of this young woman caught up in a situation much bigger than she, and all because she saw what she was not meant to see. But I think I might have liked more resolution of the personal angles of the story. And I would love to know the author's explanation for including the odd incident on top of the mountains It was a digression that did not add to the story—quite the opposite really. Overall, though, a good read.
Laura is visiting her brother at the embassy in the Tyrol when she sees something she shouldn't see. Someone has very cleverly planned an assassination and Laura is the only witness to what really happened.
I like Gilbert's books. They are dated now, as politics has moved on, but they're still exciting. This one is not his best, but it was a quick fun read. 3.5 stars