Meg's nasty temper and sharp tongue seemed lovingly adored by her hysterical relative Cliff, while her softened attitude never seemed to ruffle the mysterious partner, Riley. You will know more on old jewelry and rose gardening by the time the book is through, yet thankfully it's not given in a preachy manner, and only a need-to-know basis.īlessed with a fiery, feisty, conscience-plagued heroine, the mixing pot of people was fun as always. She seems to have either thoroughly done the needed research, or else has knowledge about jewelry as much as she does houses, cats, the supernatural, and Egypt.
Not as fun to me, but still a worthy venture. Instead Michaels seemed to want to focus the energy she usually spends on ghosts in mansions on the mystery of old jewelery.
It's almost more of a Elizabeth Peters mystery than a Barbara Michaels one, so don't go in expecting the typical. There's of course the trademark cat that gets in the way, coupled with typical character humor. For a change, there is never anything supernaturally suspected in this novel, nor do we have the huge, rambling Victorian house.
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