London, August 1988. Paul Prye, Columbia University professor and true crime nut, and his wife Alice, art historian but a devotee of Agatha Christie, were in town for the centennial of Jack the Ripper's bloody crimes. Paul was meeting a group of fellow crime enthusiasts near the Tower Hill tube station to embark on a walking tour that would retrace the scenes of Jack the Ripper's slaughters, of exactly one hundred years ago. Then one of the group was murdered. Or so Paul Prye believed-though there were witnesses who believed the whole thing was an accident. Paul Prye brought all the true crime lore he'd acquired over the years to bear on the case and even convinced New Scotland Yard that the accident was no accident. This is an engaging, and educational novel, which will delight London lovers, true crime addicts, mystery novel readers-and, above all, the many, many people who are fascinated, almost as fascinated as the Pryes, by Jack the Ripper. --Book 1 of the The Paul and Alice Prye Mysteries
I read and really enjoyed this smallish crime fiction novel in '86 when it was brand new. I never forgot it and recently found a first printing in decent shape so I thought I would give it another go for old times sake. I liked it just as much this time around. The plot is clever, and Paul and Alice Prye, the novel's amateur detectives, are as charming as can be. Just a little spooky too, so it makes a great kick-off to the spooky season. Read it if you can find it.