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When the quiet Little Vestry of St. Matthew's Church becomes the blood-soaked scene of a double murder, Scotland Yard Commander Adam Dalgliesh faces an intriguing conundrum: How did an upper-crust Minister come to lie, slit throat to slit throat, next to a neighborhood derelict of the lowest order? Challenged with the investigation of a crime that appears to have endless motives, Dalgliesh explores the sinister web spun around a half-burnt diary and a violet-eyed widow who is pregnant and full of malice--all the while hoping to fill the gap of logic that joined these two disparate men in bright red death. . . .
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A Taste for Death, Phyllis Dorothy James
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 1986
- Reliure
- (rigide),
- État du livre
- Bon
- Prix
- 8,19 €
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- Titre
- A Taste for Death
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- Phyllis Dorothy James
- Éditeur
- Faber and Faber
- Publié
- 1986
- Format
- rigide
- Pages
- 454
- ISBN10
- 0571137997
- ISBN13
- 9780571137992
- Séries
- Adam Dalgliesh
- Mots clés
- Politique, Relations, Meurtres, Littérature britannique, Mort, Angleterre, Grande-Bretagne, Littérature anglaise, Adapté au cinéma, Londres, Église, Relations familiales, Énigmes et devinettes, Suicide, Aristocratie, noblesse, Scandales et affaires, Brutalité
- Première publication
- 1986
- Titre original
- A Taste for Death
- Évaluation
- 4 sur 5
- Description
- When the quiet Little Vestry of St. Matthew's Church becomes the blood-soaked scene of a double murder, Scotland Yard Commander Adam Dalgliesh faces an intriguing conundrum: How did an upper-crust Minister come to lie, slit throat to slit throat, next to a neighborhood derelict of the lowest order? Challenged with the investigation of a crime that appears to have endless motives, Dalgliesh explores the sinister web spun around a half-burnt diary and a violet-eyed widow who is pregnant and full of malice--all the while hoping to fill the gap of logic that joined these two disparate men in bright red death. . . .