Abandoned at birth and given to a freakshow at 8, Wild Boy has learned to never trust anyone and to consider himself a monster.
It's 1841, London, England. A boy covered from head to toe in hair is forced to perform in front of vicious crowds. In order to keep himself going, Wild Boy watches people. He sees things about them that no one else does, and in time develops a useful skill of deduction. He can learn facts from a person with a single glance, with subtle hints and clues on their clothes or movements.
When there's a murder in the fairground, Wild Boy is blamed and forced to go into hiding. With his deduction skill under his wing and Clarissa the circus acrobat, who was accused alongside him, he sets out to solve who the real killer was and clear their names.
It had so much potential.
Starting out strong with unique, engaging characters, the story keeps you entertained with its easy, readable writing. Both Wild Boy and Clarissa were complex, interesting characters (and I shipped them like you wouldn't believe).
Its intended audience was YA, I believe, even though the main characters were very young, at 11/12 years old.
However, it read more like a middle grade, albeit a disturbing one.
I knew who the killer was less than halfway through the book. After that, the story followed one predictable action after another, down to the typical 'damsel in distress' and 'dramatic killer reveal' dialogue and scene.
For murder mysteries to hold your interests, they can't be predictable. It ruins the fun of guessing.
It was enjoyable but predictable. I recommend anything by Agatha Christie if you're looking for something unpredictable and historical murder mystery.