Hugo Bishop: He's not a cop, nor a private eye. He simply shows up to help. He's the figure at the edge of the floodlights as a body is pulled from the river. He's the brilliant fashion plate who knocks elbows with psychopaths. Wielding a pungent sense of humor, he pursues danger in an arena of exotic intrigues and and deadly pleasures. In Bishop's high-risk world, "The only thing worth going for is checkmate."
Hugo Bishop sets out to find the missing piece of a love triangle. Nicole Pedley's husband is a famous London theatrical director. Her lover is a handsome young actor who has made a sudden exit. With the help of his able assistant Vera Gorringe, Bishop sets off to find the missing man, immersing himself in a deliciously back-stabbing, backstage world of envy, passion, and enough phony baloney to choke you dead.
John Lee can read anything, in the same voice. He can talk about stars imploding or detectives unravelling the crucial clue with the same basically decent performance. The performance is not going to blow your mind but its not going to annoy you either.
As for the story, unless you’re an Eliston Trevor/Adam Hall fanatic like me then its probably not going to be interesting. It’s a story routed in the time period. This was a very important mass market intellectual book in its day. It brought psychology and Sherlock Holmes to a mass market and seems to care much more about women than most detective/spy books in any period. Its an important book, it is a book worth studying, it is a book that should take its place on university literature courses.
Be warned though, I think you have to be me to enjoy it. Everyone else might find it old fashioned and frustrating.
Very much a period piece. The detective is pretty much insufferable (and I like old mysteries) and the puzzle is way to easy. The narrator doesn't make it much better. I'd skip it.
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Listen to the entire Quiller series. Then listen again. If that hasn't satiated you. Listen to the Hugo Bishop series. As enthralling as the old radio serials.