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In A Sleeping Life, master mystery writer Ruth Rendell unveils an elaborate web of lies and deception painstakingly maintained by a troubled soul. A wallet found in Comfrey's handbag leads Inspector Wexford to Mr. Grenville West, a writer whose plots revel in the blood, thunder, and passion of dramas of old; whose current whereabouts are unclear; and whose curious secretary -- the plain Polly Flinders -- provides the Inspector with more questions than answers. And when a second Grenville West comes to light, Wexford faces a dizzying array of possible scenarios -- and suspects -- behind the Comfrey murder. Brilliantly entertaining, exceptionally well-written, A Sleeping Life evokes the dark realities, half-truths, and flights of fancy that constitute a life.
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Book Description Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Death is always solitary. For some, so is life . . . Fans of PD James, Ann Cleeves and Donna Leon will devour this enthralling mystery of deception, doubt and death from multi-million copy and SUNDAY TIMES bestselling author Ruth Rendell .'Probably the greatest crime writer in the world' -- Ian Rankin'[Wexford] has become an old friend who gets better with age' -- Herald'A cracking good tale' -- ***** Reader review'Rendell at her complex best' -- ***** Reader review'Unputdownable' -- ***** Reader review'A treat from start to finish' -- ***** Reader review'Couldn't put it down' -- ***** Reader review******************************************************************************************************O n a sultry August evening, the bloody body of a middle-aged woman is discovered beneath a hedge by a small boy.There are only two things that surprise Wexford about the murder scene. One, that the only contents of the woman's handbag are some keys and a wallet containing nothing but some money. And two, how even in death, her deathly grey eyes possess a scornful glare.The woman turns out to be Rhoda Comfrey, but there's no murder weapon, no apparent motive, and no one who actually cares that she died.Wexford's only hunch is that the clues to her murder must lie in her solitary London life. But her existence there becomes frustratingly impossible to trace. The tenth book to feature the classic crime-solving detective, Chief Inspector Wexford.On a sultry August evening, the bloody body of a middle-aged woman is discovered beneath a hedge by a small boy. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. Seller Inventory # 9780099534891
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Book Description Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Neuware - Death is always solitary. For some, so is life . . . Fans of PD James, Ann Cleeves and Donna Leon will devour this enthralling mystery of deception, doubt and death from multi-million copy and SUNDAY TIMES bestselling author Ruth Rendell .'Probably the greatest crime writer in the world' -- Ian Rankin'[Wexford] has become an old friend who gets better with age' -- Herald'A cracking good tale' -- \*\*\*\*\* Reader review'Rendell at her complex best' -- \*\*\*\*\* Reader review'Unputdownable' -- \*\*\*\*\* Reader review'A treat from start to finish' -- \*\*\*\*\* Reader review'Couldn't put it down' -- \*\*\*\*\* Reader review\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\ *\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\ *\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\ *\*\*On a sultry August evening, the bloody body of a middle-aged woman is discovered beneath a hedge by a small boy.There are only two things that surprise Wexford about the murder scene. One, that the only contents of the woman's handbag are some keys and a wallet containing nothing but some money. And two, how even in death, her deathly grey eyes possess a scornful glare.The woman turns out to be Rhoda Comfrey, but there's no murder weapon, no apparent motive, and no one who actually cares that she died.Wexford's only hunch is that the clues to her murder must lie in her solitary London life. But her existence there becomes frustratingly impossible to trace. 272 pp. Deutsch. Seller Inventory # 9780099534891