A Bullet in the Ballet, by Caryl Brahms and S J Simon

This is not the fizziest 1930s detective novel I’ve ever read, but it’s worth keeping, and I enjoyed it. It has an appreciable quality of whodidit, making me read on for the unmasking. Caryl Brahms and S J Simon were both keen ballet fans (balletomanes in their contemporary slang, but I cannot work out how … Continue reading A Bullet in the Ballet, by Caryl Brahms and S J Simon →