Sherlock Holmes stories have been part of my life since very childhood. I grew up completely obsessed with Sherlock Holmes (and The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas – but that’s for another story). After Sherlock Holmes came Agatha Christie’s Hercule Poirot and some others, but Sherlock Holmes has always been number one.
I have read a few pastiches based on Conan Doyle’s stories and characters, as well as some other detective stories set in Victorian England.
It has been awhile since I discovered new Victorian England stories. And then I saw a book by the title of Arrowood at Indigo.
The tagline was so appealing that I had to restrain myself from buying it on spot.
London Society takes their problems to Sherlock Holmes. Everyone else goes to Arrowood.