Papyrus to Datapad

I've been quietly enjoying these Phryne Fisher novels, however this one seemed in some ways to be a cut above the earlier books. It's still much the same pattern of multiple, intertwining investigations and colourful characters, however there was something about the descriptions of the first world war, the depictions of those scarred by it, and the absolute foulness of one of the characters (and Phryne's reaction to this character in the end) that stepped the entire book up that extra star.

When it comes to crime fiction set in Australia, Greenwood is very much in a league of her own, with a wry sense of humour that helps soften the darkness, and an ability to really make her characters come to life.