In 1930s London, esteemed artist Nick Bassington-Hope falls to his death the night before a much anticipated exhibition of his latest work. While the police determine it to be an accident, his twin sister Georgina has doubts. As a result, she hires Maisie Dobbs, psychologist and investigator, to conduct her own inquiry.

As Maisie begins the process in her own unique way, she interviews those closest to the victim, while at the same time, learning more about the art world and the victim himself.

Unexpected events draw her into the strange underworld as she follows the paths she discovers along the road to her final outcome.

What familial connections will lead her to some of her final judgments? How will she ultimately discover the hiding place for the missing last work? And how will she bring her investigation to a close?

In this fourth Maisie Dobbs novel, Messenger of Truth (Maisie Dobbs) reveals bits and pieces of Maisie’s earlier life and some of what transpired in previous novels. As this was my first read in the series, I realized that it would have been helpful to read the other books first. However, I was able to maneuver through this one and come to understand Maisie as a character. Her style of investigating was intriguing, as she used meditation, internal dialogue, and a map that charted her progress. In the absence of the kind of technology contemporary investigators take for granted, her style felt like a fascinating journey of discovery.

A story of war, social injustice, and familial disputes led me along new pathways in my discovery of a talented author I had previously not read. The author showed me the contemplative process that defined Maisie Dobbs and made her intriguing. She also showed me the world of London after the war and during a time that meant hardship for many. On the cusp of a new beginning, that world in which the wealthy and the poor interact in a socially proscribed manner is all set to change in unexpected ways. Four stars.


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