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This is one of those books that's not terrible, and when I finish it I think "well, that wasn't terrible, but it also wasn't anything else much and there were probably better ways I could have spent the time."
Having nothing terribly insightful to say about it I'm not entirely sure why I'm reviewing it, but maybe sometime someone will hear something about it or something and look it up on the Web and find this review and decide that there is (or even that there isn't) some better way they can spend the time. And if I ever forget I read it I can look in here and remember that I did.
The story actually has six authors, John Dickson Carr and five other members of "the Detection Club". They wrote a pair of chapters each, in order, and I think the game was that each author received the story as it had been written so far, without any previous consultations on plot or anything, and had to continue it into their two chapters. The result starts out promising (John Dickson Carr wrote the first two chapters, and he's good) but rather fragments after that, due to the underlying game and perhaps the fact that the other authors weren't John Dickson Carr.
I have this novel as a double, bound with No Flowers By Request. They're both short and unremarkable.
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