The first Paul Shenstone mystery. A WWI veteran turned Toronto police detective takes on the murder of an industrialist — only to find the case tangled with men he knew in Flanders.
What will Detective Shenstone’s choice be if he has to arrest one of his own comrades? He has promised the victim’s attractive and independent daughter that he will bring the perpetrator to justice, but bonds forged in war are not easily broken.
“Yeah, I was at the battery that May afternoon when Horny Ingersoll had everything between his legs cut away by a piece of exploding field gun. When he hooked on the lanyard and gave it a pull, the breech block just flew apart. Even the gunners were stunned by the noise. The officer had telephoned for high explosive shells, and it was beyond miraculous none of the rest of us was hurt.”