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Inspector Persis Wadis is the first woman to qualify as a police person in India during Partition.She works out of the Malabar House station,where the most “unwanted”police are sent.She is to investigate the murder of Sir James Herriot,an Englishman,who is involved in a top-secret investigation.The author draws with impeccable detail, a picture of India during the chaos of Partition-it‘s political rivalries,cultural,& religious turmoil.⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Love this epigraph- fills me with good feelings about this book.💙 It is 1947 & Inspector Persis Wadia,India‘s first female police detective,is faced with a “sensational case.” Starting this tonight.#bookedintime #August

The first in a series set in India during the 1950s just after the partition. I enjoyed this one. It has an intriguing mystery with a feisty Indian female police officer, the first of her kind, at the helm. Plus the historical aspect is very interesting. A good combination of fact and fiction. I‘m looking forward to reading the second in the series. I can recommend.

I‘m reading this with my local reading group. The theme was a book set in India. I‘ve heard great things about this series so I‘m looking forward to it.

Many excellent historical mysteries are set in India and this newest series featuring India‘s first female detective inspector is an engaging entry into the category. Most I‘ve read are set during British rule but Khan sets his tale during Partition, a time of political, cultural and religious upheaval. I look forward to future installments of this series and learning more about this difficult and long reaching time in India‘s story. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

Recommended historical crime fiction.

Persis is the first woman to qualify as a police officer in newly independent India. Her first big case is the complicated murder of a British grandee, who was working on a top secret investigation. Can she solve the case, despite the prejudices of most of those around her (including her own colleagues)?

I'll definitely be picking up the next one!

In the branches of the tree behind her a brainfever bird sounded its piercing three-note call...

(brainfever bird - type of cuckoo)

Photo of bird from wikipedia

She found words in her mouth. "You do well, my son, to cry ike a woman, for what you could not defend as a man." Campbell's brow corrugated into a frown. 'What? What was that?"

"They were the words that Boabdil's mother said to him as they left Granada, driven out after seven centuries of Muslim rule..."

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