Rating: 3 Stars ★★★☆☆
Back in the summer I’d made the mistake of telling my mum what I did for a living.
It begins with a dead body at the far end of Baker Street tube station, all that remains of American exchange student James Gallagher—and the victim’s wealthy, politically powerful family is understandably eager to get to the bottom of the gruesome murder. The trouble is, the bottom—if it exists at all—is deeper and more unnatural than anyone suspects . . . except, that is, for London constable and sorcerer’s apprentice Peter Grant. With Inspector Nightingale, the last registered wizard in England, tied up in the hunt for the rogue magician known as “the Faceless Man,” it’s up to Peter to plumb the haunted depths of the oldest, largest, and—as of now—deadliest subway system in the world.
Rating: 3 Stars ★★★☆☆
It’s a sad fact of modern life that if you drive long enough, sooner or later you must leave London behind.
The song. That’s what London constable and sorcerer’s apprentice Peter Grant first notices when he examines the corpse of Cyrus Wilkins, part-time jazz drummer and full-time accountant, who dropped dead of a heart attack while playing a gig at Soho’s 606 Club. The notes of the old jazz standard are rising from the body—a sure sign that something about the man’s death was not at all natural but instead supernatural.
Body and soul—they’re also what Peter will risk as he investigates a pattern of similar deaths in and around Soho. With the help of his superior officer, Detective Chief Inspector Thomas Nightingale, the last registered wizard in England, and the assistance of beautiful jazz aficionado Simone Fitzwilliam, Peter will uncover a deadly magical menace—one that leads right to his own doorstep and to the squandered promise of a young jazz musician: a talented trumpet player named Richard “Lord” Grant—otherwise known as Peter’s dear old dad.
Rating: 4 Stars
It started at one thirty on a cold Tuesday morning in January when Martin Turner, street performer and, in his own words, apprentice gigolo, tripped over a body on front of the West Portico of St Paul’s at Covent Garden.
PC Peter Grant dreams of joining the Murder Squad in London. His superiors, however, see him inputting data, spending his time behind a desk. Things change, when, while guarding the murder site where a man was gruesomely beheaded, a witness comes forward to talk to him. Unfortunately, said witness is a ghost. Fortunately, this gains him the attention of Inspector Thomas Nightingale, tasked with investigating crimes in which magic or the supernatural is involved.
Soon Peter Grant finds himself in a world in which magic exists, strange creatures haunt the night and river gods walk around, hunting a murderous magic user.