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Major, Richard

 
9781908041289: Quintember: The First Volume of the Misdemeanours of Dr Felix Culpepper

Synopsis

When there are high crimes to be covered up, mysteries to be wrapped in enigmas, or a murderer to be liquidated - literally - there is only one man in England who can be trusted with the task: Felix Culpepper, tutor in Classics at St Wygefortis' College, Cambridge, and assassin-at-large for the British Establishment. From the eerie deserts of New Mexico to the high-rolling hotels of the Adriatic, Culpepper moves with consummate ease and an unexpected penchant for guns, drugs and esoteric methods of murder - all to save himself from the drudgery of cramming Latin into the privileged yet empty skulls of the dregs of Britain's aristocracy. With an intellectual vanity that rivals Holmes, more self-esteem than Bond and a blood-steeped amorality that out-Ripleys Hannibal Lecter, Culpepper is the ideal hero for our debased days. And only in his student, sidekick (and pending Nemesis) Margot ffontaines-Laigh, does he meet his match.

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Présentation de l'éditeur

The far wall of the valley had battlements so high that, even now in March, there were traces of snow. Its peaks were flushed pink. The sky was beginning to pale behind them; the stars were dimming, there was a fresh pine-scented breeze. The universe was quickening. But below in the valley all was still black. From a point on the dark hills opposite they heard a scream, silvery with distance but clear. It was (Felix told me) quite unlike the unmanly snivels and yaps with which Croke had farewelled them. This was a cry of such perfect agony it seemed clean of personality. It was a noise bereft of moral flaw, distilling and expiating our species illimitable, elemental suffering. It was almost noble. When there are high crimes to be covered up, mysteries to be wrapped up in enigmas, or a murderer to be liquidated literally there is only one man in England who can be trusted with the task: Felix Culpepper, tutor in Classics at St Wygfortis College, Cambridge, and assassin-at-large for the British Establishment. From the eerie deserts of New Mexico to the high-rolling hotels of the Adriatic, Culpepper moves with consummate ease and an unexpected penchant for guns, drugs and esoteric methods of murder all to save himself from the drudgery of cramming Latin into the privileged yet empty skulls of the dregs of Britains aristocracy. With an intellectual vanity that rivals Holmes, more self-esteem than Bond and a blood-steeped amorality that out-Ripleys Hannibal Lector, Culpepper is the ideal hero for our debased days. And only in his student, side-kick (and pending Nemesis) Margot ffontaines, does he meet his match.

Présentation de l'éditeur

When there are high crimes to be covered up, mysteries to be wrapped in enigmas, or a murderer to be liquidated - literally - there is only one man in England who can be trusted with the task: Felix Culpepper, tutor in Classics at St Wygefortis' College, Cambridge, and assassin-at-large for the British Establishment. From the eerie deserts of New Mexico to the high-rolling hotels of the Adriatic, Culpepper moves with consummate ease and an unexpected penchant for guns, drugs and esoteric methods of murder - all to save himself from the drudgery of cramming Latin into the privileged yet empty skulls of the dregs of Britain's aristocracy. With an intellectual vanity that rivals Holmes, more self-esteem than Bond and a blood-steeped amorality that out-Ripleys Hannibal Lecter, Culpepper is the ideal hero for our debased days. And only in his student, sidekick (and pending Nemesis) Margot ffontaines-Laigh, does he meet his match.

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