The Medieval Noir series in general is an excellent choice for those who like historical fiction and traditional PI mysteries. Crispin Guest is just another private detective (or in this case, Tracker), perpetually down on his luck, a pushover for a woman in distress, and with his own, private sense of honor. It just happens that the dirty city he lives in is fourteenth century London. All of the parts in this edition of the series are interesting and entertaining. Jack managing the investigation on Crispin's behalf. His budding courtship of the tavern owner's ward. Crispin's ongoing battle with the sheriffs. The eventual trap to catch the murderer. However, they don't quite come together in the end. Just as fiction has to be believable even if reality isn't, the different threads of a mystery have to be unified in a way that reality isn't. It was a worthwhile read, but a lesser entry. I hope to find Season of Blood more precisely constructed.