One thing I dislike intensely is the London Tube. It is crowded, hot and subterranean. I don’t like it at all. Once in a while you meet someone nice and it is tolerable for a bit. Having said that I am so glad that I am not riding the Tube this week.
The London Tube is oft-mentioned in The Silkworm, Robert Galbraith’s second novel featuring private dectective Cormoran Strike. It is a wonderfully-written crime novel.
The novel opens as novelist Owen Quine goes missing and his wife calls in private detective Cormoran Strike. At first, Mrs. Quine just thinks her husband has gone off by himself for a few days – as he has done before – and she wants Strike to find him and bring him home. But as Strike investigates, it becomes clear that there is more to Quine’s disappearance than his wife realizes. The novelist has just completed a manuscript featuring poisonous pen-portraits of almost everyone he knows.
If you are a fan of Tana French or Kate Atkinson, then you will enjoy this book immensely. Galbraith will surely take his place among the best of the British crime novelists in due time.
Book Details: Published by Mulholland Books (June 19, 2014), 464 pages, ISBN: 0316206873.