The Man Who Died Twice

I waited weeks on end to access this book from the Boston Public Library [BPL]. Frustrated, I went to Amazon to purchase a print copy and was surprised [though I shouldn’t have been] to find they were sold out. The other library network I use did not have any copies available and did not have a clear estimation of wait times [unlike the BPL which had given me some thirteen or so weeks wait time]. So, I waited. And waited.

The tetrad of senior citizens at Cooper’s Chase retirement community are in for an exciting case. Elizabeth has been sought out by an old colleague and it looks like her past is one that she cannot especially escape. What will her friends at the Thursday Murder Club [Elizabeth, Joyce, Ron, and Ibrahim] think about Elizabeth?

In this instalment, we have diamonds worth $20 Million at stake! Friends, my Ugandan mind cannot picture such monies. Does it fill a room? Anyway, the blast from Elizabeth’s past has stolen some diamonds, and before you know it, there is a murder, and another, and who knows if these can be solved at all, especially when one of the murders might be of the diamond thief!

The friendship between the pensioners continues to grow; Stephen is still playing chess with Bogdan, and Bogdan is still a reliable muscle for Elizabeth, Joyce is always ready with a cup of tea, never letting details escape her notice and finding ways to make sense of them in her journal, and the local police is still coming in handy, having somewhat conceded to the idea of the Thursday Murder Club as more than just a fictional arrangement. Ibrahim and Ron remain close, and in this instalment of the series, we come to learn how much they care for each other.

Look, this series is fun. It will stay with you – and you will always find reason to smile when you think on it, because, as I mentioned in an earlier post about the first Thursday Murder Club book, the senior citizens are sweet, cheeky, smart, innocent...daring to do dangerous work. Think of your sweet grandfather and grandmother dabbling in some detective work [of course all grannies are lovely, right?]. Perhaps because they are senior citizens, they can get away with many things.

Find the book, enjoy!

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