

It’s part love story, part social commentary, part fun and part downright terrifying. Like all of Rhys’s books, this is so much more than a murder mystery.

“ The Twelve Clues of Christmas is yet another brilliant novel from Rhys Bowen. But after Darcy shows up beneath the mistletoe, anything could be possible in this wicked wonderland. The village is buzzing that a recent prison break could have something to do with it… that, or a long-standing witch’s curse. On my second day in town, another so-called accident turns up another mincemeat pie-and yet another on my third. Dickensian, indeed.įreddie’s merely a stocking stuffer. The village is like something out of A Christmas Carol ! But no sooner have I arrived than a neighborhood nuisance, a fellow named Freddie falls out of a tree, dead…. So it’s a miracle when I contrive to land a position as hostess to a posh holiday party in Tiddleton. Meanwhile, Mummy is holed up in a tiny village called Tiddleton-under-Lovey with that droll Noel Coward! And I’m snowed in at Castle Rannoch with my bumbling brother, Binky, and sourpuss sister-in-law, Fig. On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me-well, actually, my true love, Darcy O’Mara, is spending a feliz navidad tramping around South America. She may be thirty-fifth in line for the throne, but Lady Georgiana Rannoch cannot wait to ring in the new year-before a Christmas killer wrings another neck…
