Goldsborough has taken over the Nero Wolfe franchise and the results are mostly “satisfactory.” (Wolfe fans will know what I mean.) Wolfe and his right hand, Archie Goodwin are the foundation upon which most of the stories are built. They are the “ying and yang” of detection; thus, their relationship isn’t always a smooth path. For instance -
"“Okay, point taken, but I still think Bouchard has a lot of respect for you and your acumen.” “‘Acumen’, is it? You have been delving into the dictionary again.” “I’m always trying to improve myself, as you have urged for years.” “It is good to know that my ministrations have not all been for naught.”"
and
"“Archie, although your knowledge of world history is shaky at best, in this instance you are essentially correct.”
“Well, even a stopped clock is right twice a day….Wolfe’s cheeks creased, his version of a smile. It was pleasing to know that I could still amuse him on occasion. That helps to at least partially offset the times I rile him up. But then, part of my job has always been to get under Wolfe’s skin. When he hired me back in the dark ages, he said he expected me to be a burr under his saddle (my words, not his) and to spur him to action. So this I try to do, with limited success. Wolfe can be lazy, as he freely admits, and getting him to keep focused on the job at hand can be a challenge and one that I accept. But that doesn’t mean that it’s fun."
The White Mountain focuses on the Wolfe household and particularly upon their chef, Fritz Brenner. Brenner came from Switzerland leaving behind his cousin and boyhood companion. Paul is now missing.
Now, the regular communication that has been part of their ongoing relationship has been cut. What is the reason? Has something happened to him. Fritz wants to know and Wolfe doesn’t want to lose his key to gourmet meals.
This eventually means a trip to Switzerland and this novel is more of a travelogue and adventure than a mystery. Not what I expected, but not sorry to have spent time with Wolfe and Goodwin