“I’ve found very little about private detective R. F. Jackaby to be standard in the time I’ve known him. Working as his assistant tends to call for a somewhat flexible relationship with reality . . .”
“Miss Rook, I am not an occultist,” Jackaby said. “I have a gift that allows me to see truth where others see the illusion--and there are many illusions. All the world’s a stage, as they say, and I se
NOW IN PAPERBACK!“Ritter’s debut skillfully blends science with the supernatual and balances whimsy with violence.” —Kirkus Reviews, starred reviewAlone and newly arrived in New Fiddleham, 1892, Abiga
