Edge, The - Dick Francis

Francis mimicks Shakespeare here (believe it or not). He uses the ploy of a play within a play to show up the real murderers. A race train is taking its' priviledged passengers on a luxury train journey across Canada, stopping at certain race tracks to watch the races. Aboard are all kinds of characters, including a top class, professional con man. Our hero is put on borad to keep an eye on him. The race train is hosting a murder-mystery play to entertain the passengers and our hero takes on one of the parts in order to remain undercover. Incredibly exciting with a few interesting and unexpected twists to the story, this is a brilliant ...

This book truly screwed me up. Why? I hear you all shout (don't worry I'm taking medication for the voices). It's simple, this book basically forced me to go out and read all the Dick Francis books I could put my grubby little mitts on. That might'nt have been so bad if only the bugger hadn't written so many quality books. Hence he's stolen a good month or so of my life, and although I wouldn't change that even if I could, I still feel somewhat cheated. After all, each and every one of those books has a, sometimes more than passing, reference to horses. Each one, honest! Still, back to The Edge: this book caught me ...