Murder at the Ashmolean
by Jim Eldridge
Genres: Crime, Historical Fiction, MysteryPages: 320
Series: Museum Mysteries #3
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Synopsis:1895. A senior executive at the Ashmolean Museum in Oxford is found in his office with a bullet hole between his eyes, a pistol discarded close by. The death has officially been ruled as suicide by local police, but with an apparent lack of motive for such action, the museum's administrator, Gladstone Marriott, suspects foul play. With his cast-iron reputation for shrewdness, formed during his time investigating the case of Jack the Ripper alongside Inspector Abberline, private enquiry agent Daniel Wilson is a natural choice to discreetly explore the situation, ably assisted by his partner, archaeologist-cum-detective Abigail Fenton.
Yet their enquiries are hindered from the start by an interfering lone agent from Special Branch, ever secretive and intimidating in his methods. With rumours of political ructions from South Africa, mislaid artefacts and a lost Shakespeare play, Wilson and Fenton soon find themselves tangled in bureaucracy. Making unlikely alliances, the pair face players who live by a different set of rules and will need their intellect and ingenuity to reveal the secrets of the aristocracy.
Murder at the Ashmolean is the third in Jim Eldridge’s series featuring the ex-cop Daniel Wilson and the archaeologist Abigail Fenton. I think the second book had a certain charm for me because of the Arthurian link, but I was getting a bit tired of the formula in this book — I don’t think I’ll read more of this series, at least not for now.
The books are pretty quick reads, and the mystery is fine (no better or worse than many), but it feels sometimes like a bunch of cardboard cutouts moving around from scene to scene, distinguished by a few key features but ultimately all moving to order. I did like Abigail’s insistence on helping the female reporter they encounter — the two women’s interactions gave things a bit more reality.
Mostly, though, it feels a bit… paint by numbers? Which given the author’s bio boasts of over a hundred books published, kind of makes sense, unfortunately. There can be such a sameness to very prolific authors’ work; if you enjoy their work as it is, then that’s fine, but if you find it kind of meh in one book, it’s likely to strike you similarly in another.
Rating: 2/5