Death Wears a Mask
This is the second in Weaver’s Amory Ames series, and it is as delightful as the first. Reuniting with Milo, her dashing playboy husband, after helping to solve a murder at the Brightwell Hotel, Amory once again begins to doubt Milo’s fidelity and decides to stay at their London flat and agrees to help an old family friend recover valuable stolen jewelry. When one of the suspects in the theft is murdered at a dinner party, Detective Inspector Jones, whom Amory met at the Brightwell, enlists her help, pulling her deeper into the investigation. Amidst rumors of Milo’s liaison with a French film star and the advances of a handsome viscount, the couple must work together to solve the murder and, in the process, save their marriage.
Amory Ames makes a delightful slightly reluctant sleuth, and her passionate yet insecure relationship with Milo reveals a very human and vulnerable side of an otherwise worldly socialite. Set in the 1930s, the book has a decadent Downton Abbey vibe that fans of the series will enjoy. My one complaint is that Amory is quick to think the worst of Milo even after the events at Brightwell, although he does give her reason to doubt his commitment. I look forward to the third book in the series, but hope that Amory and Milo’s rocky relationship isn’t as central to the plot.