Detective Chief Superintendent George Masters of Scotland Yard and his assistant, Bill Green, have traveled north to consult in the investigation of a series of eleven murders -- one a month for the past year. Their preliminary research has yielded a remarkable, though unconventional, theory to link the victims of these unsolved crimes, but the Northern Counties police are reluctant to accept it. On the night the twelfth murder falls due, Masters and his team of detectives are attending a local performance of Handel's Messiah when the alto soloist falls dead on the stage. Taking this as their cue, they go into action. Operating in the face of numerous difficulties, including petty police rivalry, Masters and Green manage to piece together an ingenious solution to this baffling puzzle.
The slender plot at the core of Performance is fine but meager. There is plenty of filler to make up for this paucity of plot, so if you're a [huge] fan of Handel's Messiah, like to hear Green talk about food and/or eat, or listen in as Masters is lionized by all and sundry, you might not mind all the blab.
Masters and his team have been asked to review eleven murders. One each month. But the local force have been unable to find a connection if there is one. Masters has a theory and the team travel to investigate. An entertaining mystery
The Northern Counties Police Force have had eleven murders over eleven months, although they have been well investigated they have made no arrests. As a last resort they send the files to Scotland Yard for them to look over the documents, the task is given to DCS Masters and his team of DCI Green and Sergeants Reed & Berger. After sitting at looking over the documentation for a week they have some conclusions, they think the murders were all committed by one man or woman, they have all been carried out around the time of the full moon and all appear to be associated with success of some kind. They have also suggested a date for the next murder to take place. The conclusions are sent to the Northern Counties Chief Constable who thinks they are a pile of codswallop and requests DCS Masters and his team to appear just before the intended date so that they are left with egg on their face. Excellent read from start to finish.
Douglas Clark provides his usual expert plotting and cardboard dialogue. The former makes up for the latter, especially regarding a murder that takes place in a recital before several hundred onlookers.
22/12/20 Worth a re-read even such a short time after I first read it. In fact I think I enjoyed it more on the second read and that is one of the attributes of a good book.