" It took me a while to get into this book about Phryne Fisher, a private detective flapper who is quite the woman and someone I think I would like personally. But I didn't feel that the mystery was particularly strong here. In fact, I wasn't altogether certain what the mystery was. When she arrives at the vacation home she's borrowing, the caretakers are not only missing but appear to have scarpered off. Only they left their beloved dog. Meanwhile, there is no cook, plenty of surrealists and lots of free flowing alcohol. Strong narration here but weak story. I think I would like to start with earlier books and learn more about this strong woman who is well aware of her sexuality and doesn't hesitate to use it. She is also well aware of her brains and her money and doesn't stint on those either! "
— Jodi, 2/17/2014