“Agatha Raisin And The Deadly Dance” by M. C. Beaton (2004)

[image error] The thing that finally nudged Agatha Raisin into opening her own detective agency was what she always thought of as the Paris Incident.

Any prolific writer is bought to have a few stinkers. Stephen King gave us The Tommyknockers. Toni Morrison gave us Jazz. Even my beloved Agatha Christie managed to write Passenger to Frankfurt. M. C. Beaton has never been one of the worlds finest writers, unlike the other three, but her stories are entertaining enough to keep your interest up. As Ive said on...