Review: "Death at the Bar" (manuscript)

 

            It could have been any evening.  A group of friends gathered at a bar to have some drinks, laugh, and play darts.  But the fun ends with one of the friends pricks his finger on one of the darts and promptly dies of rat poison.

The dart is tested, and it has rat poison on the shaft.  But how could anyone know that he would prick his finger with that dart, and that enough rat poison would get into his system, and that he would actually be the one to pick up the poisoned dart and prick his finger?

These are the questions Inspector Alleyn is faced with in Ngaio Marsh’s Death at the Bar.  Have a drink and see if you can figure it out.

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