I love a good mystery novel. Even better, I love a good speculative fiction whodunnit.
Time for a quiz, I thought. Science fiction mystery novels.
So I started writing the quiz. Isaac Asimov’s Caves of Steel, Vernor Vinge’s Marooned in Real Time. They were easy.
I need a minimum of five novels for a quiz. I googled some more. And stopped, realising that I hadn’t read many of the more modern science fiction mysteries.
O…kay. Science fiction mystery quiz on hold until I’ve read more of the SF mysteries that have been released in the last ten years, not in the last fifty.
But … I have read some fantasy mysteries more recently. So, let’s do a quiz about that instead.
This is a mix of urban fantasy, Flintlock fantasy, and what I would call traditional fantasy. They’re not all murder mysteries. In at least one of the stories, it’s not a traditional murder but the protagonist is searching for someone. (And that’s as many clues as you get. 🙂 )
These books are from our bookshelves.
Someone is disembowelling children. Not only that, they’re tattooing the arms (and thighs) of the victims, from wrist to elbow. I’m from the local policing force; young, but I’ve been around the force a while. My two companions in the investigation are the man who killed my friends when I was younger (not happy about him being along, as you can imagine), and a dragon.
I am a constable at the Met (London Metropolitan Police). While standing guard over a murder site one morning (the victim was beheaded), I speak to a witness. There’s just a slight problem. The witness is dead.
I make a living finding dead people, seeing how they died. In this first job I get called in to find the body of a missing woman who was murdered in what appears to be a murder-suicide. Except it wasn’t. It turns out both the victims were murdered. And in fact, the female victim’s sister was also murdered (a few months earlier).
I am a disgraced magician. I draw pictures that tell the truth. I am forced into taking a lowly-paid job with the town coroner, sketching the newly deceased. My truthful sketch of a young, dead girl shows the child was from a wealthy family, and murdered.
I live a double life as both myself and my private detective twin brother. I take a job hunting for a missing aristocrat, who has run off with a mysterious machine that everyone, including the all-powerful Patent Office, is looking for.
How did you go?
Answers next week.