Anthony is a busy man: a husband, father, and an author with deadlines on novels and hit TV scripts. But when PI Hawthorne appears on the scene, he can't resist - there's been a murder that might make a good book...
Anthony Horowitz is back with another funny, 4th wall breaking book. He's a great writer, and an even better main character, and I hope his (fictional) writing partnership with the rude ex-copper brings us many more mysteries! — Leah Moore
Horowitz is such a clever writer, and this follow up to “The Word is Murder” is just as smart. We again get to revel in the author’s likability, along with the hard to like Detective Hawthorne, as we are carried on a tide of twists and turns. A highly enjoyable way to spend a weekend. — Becky Doherty
“I really love this series by Anthony Horowitz. The mystery behind the murders is so expertly plotted and layered that you could make a case for any suspect. In this book, a divorce lawyer is found dead in his home after being beaten over the head with a VERY expensive bottle of wine, and the number 182 is painted on his wall. When Private Investigator Daniel Hawthorne drives onto the set of Horowitz’s TV show shoot, Horowitz has no choice but to follow his lead and write about the case. As always, I’m anxiously awaiting the next in this series.”
— Nichole Cousins, White Birch Books, North Conway, NH
Death, deception, and a detective with quite a lot to hide stalk the pages of Anthony Horowitz's brilliant murder mystery, the second in the bestselling series starring Private Investigator Daniel Hawthorne.
"You shouldn't be here. It's too late . . . "
These, heard over the phone, were the last recorded words of successful celebrity-divorce lawyer Richard Pryce, found bludgeoned to death in his bachelor pad with a bottle of wine--a 1982 Chateau Lafite worth 3,000, to be precise.
Odd, considering he didn't drink. Why this bottle? And why those words? And why was a three-digit number painted on the wall by the killer? And, most importantly, which of the man's many, many enemies did the deed?
Baffled, the police are forced to bring in Private Investigator Daniel Hawthorne and his sidekick, the author Anthony, who's really getting rather good at this murder investigation business.
But as Hawthorne takes on the case with characteristic relish, it becomes clear that he, too, has secrets to hide. As our reluctant narrator becomes ever more embroiled in the case, he realizes that these secrets must be exposed--even at the risk of death . . .