The Rose in the Wheel
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Regency London knows Constance Tyrone as the conspicuously celibate founder of the St. Catherine Society, dedicated to helping poor women. One wet November evening a carriage mows down Constance outside her office. Curiously, while her corpse’s one foot is bare, the other is shod in a clean satin slipper despite the muddy road. Why was a gentlewoman abroad in the night? And if she died under the wheel, whose hands bruised her neck and stole her monogrammed crucifix?
Dismissing the idea of an accident, Bow Street Runner John Chase forms an unlikely alliance with Penelope Wolfe, wife of the chief suspect. A young mother paying the price for an imprudent marriage, Penelope is eager to clear her husband Jeremy, a feckless portrait painter whose salacious drawings of the victim suggest an erotic interest. Chase’s first task is to learn the identity of the mysterious benefactor who goes bail for Wolfe while Penelope traces the victim’s last movements. Barrister Edward Buckler, intrigued, shakes off his habitual lethargy and joins their investigation.
As horrifying murders on the Ratcliffe Highway claim all London’s attention, the trio discovers that it won’t be easy to unravel the enigma of Constance Tyrone, a woman who revives the legend of martyred St. Catherine.
S. K. Rizzolo’s “The Rose in the Wheel” is a wonderful historical mystery. She brings to life the seamy side of London in the time of the Napoleonic wars, with fascinating characters a gritty setting and surprising plot twists. Penelope Wolfe is a woman of her own time, coping with problems that women of all times must face. I felt an immediate kinship with her. Each of the other characters is distinct. Even people passing in the street become individuals in Rizzolo’s skillful telling.
“The Rose in the Wheel” is an excellent beginning to what I hope will be a long series. I can’t wait for the next.–Sharan Newman, author of the Catherine LeVendeur mysteries
London, November 1811 The clatter of wheels broke the stillness. Two horses strained in harness, nostrils flaring, breath steaming in the night air. Wrapped in a greatcoat and low-crowned hat, the driver rode hunched over, face hidden by his scarf. A gloved hand cracked the whip. Faster. The woman lying in the road seemed unaware of her peril.She kept her eyes fixed on the church rising against the night sky. As the mists parted, the rose window emerged, a circle of textured shadow patiently awaiting the sun’s fire. The horses reared, and…
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Weight | 1 oz |
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Dimensions | 1 × 6 × 8 in |