The Empty House (1978) by Michael Gilbert
Pbk, Penguin, 220 p.
This was a nice little crime novel by Michael Gilbert. One of the worlds top genetic scientists goes missing from a government research facility in rural England. His car has plunged over a cliff and the vehicle and body are unrecoverable. Peter Manciple, an insurance investigator, is sent down from the city to investigate because a large insurance policy was recently taken out.
Manciple comes across the requisite cast of eccentric characters who lead him to believe that all may not be as it looks. There is even a bit of a love story thrown into the mix. His dogged perseverance eventually nets a nice tidy solution to the investigation.
This wasn't a great book but was still pleasantly interesting and fun to read.
1 comment:
Nice cover! Is that the one you read? I prefer Gilbert's police novels to his espionage ones (except for Mr. Calder and Mr. Behrens). It's been a while since I read the Empty House.
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