With all the mess going on right now in the world and in the White House, it is almost comforting to be hunting for a killer in 1957 Brighton, England. For three victims have been killed in an unusual way. In fact, it is Murder by Milk Bottle.
Constable Twitten was hoping to have a quiet day. But alas, it was not to be. Three victims with nothing in common beyond their cause of death. A young beauty contest runner-up, a radio comedian, and a policeman? All killed within a three-hour period. Could the new milk bar in town be the reason that milk bottles were used as the weapon?
I’m getting increasingly bored with this series. Constable Twitten must be the most unobservant policeman, or even person, in Britain. He didn’t realize how to collect his pay for six weeks? The Constable didn’t find out about a cafeteria in the police station for even longer? He knows who the Moriarty in Brighton is but doesn’t tell a soul? Speaking of the Moriarty, does she have to be behind all of Brighton’s crimes?
Unfortunately, I can’t recommend Murder by Milk Bottle except for its trip back to a simpler time. 2 stars.
Thanks to Bloomsbury USA and NetGalley for a copy in exchange for my honest review.