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I'd forgotten just how good the classic Dick Francis books are. That opening paragraph grabs you right by the scruff of the neck and doesn't let you go.
It's pretty much got it all: the trademark details that make you feel as if you know a new subject (in this case it's small-plane aviation), the twisty plot as to who did what and why, the well-developed characters, in this case involving several people who might in another book have been cardboard caricatures or villains but turn out to be sympathetic, and of course the edge-of-the-seat thriller elements. And the setting in the author's beloved racing world, here seen from the point of view of a short-hop taxi pilot who ends up befriending the family of one of his racecourse passengers.
We can't help feeling sorry for the friendly dim Duke, or the transferred enchantment of dying Midge's last golden summer. And it's probably the only thriller in which the villain's fatal flaw is his failure to apply mascara!
It's pretty much got it all: the trademark details that make you feel as if you know a new subject (in this case it's small-plane aviation), the twisty plot as to who did what and why, the well-developed characters, in this case involving several people who might in another book have been cardboard caricatures or villains but turn out to be sympathetic, and of course the edge-of-the-seat thriller elements. And the setting in the author's beloved racing world, here seen from the point of view of a short-hop taxi pilot who ends up befriending the family of one of his racecourse passengers.
We can't help feeling sorry for the friendly dim Duke, or the transferred enchantment of dying Midge's last golden summer. And it's probably the only thriller in which the villain's fatal flaw is his failure to apply mascara!