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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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Un certain goût pour la mort, Phyllis Dorothy James
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- Erscheinungsdatum
- 1987
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- Sprache
- Französisch
- Autor*innen
- Phyllis Dorothy James
- Verlag
- Mazarine
- Erscheinungsdatum
- 1987
- Einband
- Paperback
- Seitenzahl
- 489
- ISBN10
- 2863742566
- ISBN13
- 9782863742563
- Reihe
- Adam Dalgliesh
- Schlagwörter
- Belletristik, Krimi & Thriller, Thriller, Politik, Beziehungen, Morde, Britische Literatur, Klassische Krimis, Tod, England, Großbritannien, Englische Literatur, Verfilmt, London, Familienbeziehungen, Kirche, Selbstmord, Aristokratie, Adel, Rätsel, Skandale und Affären, Brutalität
- Erstveröffentlichung
- 1986
- Originaltitel
- A Taste for Death
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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. . . .