Cocaine Blues: A Phryne Fisher Mystery

"Phryne can not get enough of adventure and the reader can not get enough of Phryne." --Deadly Pleasures

The London season is in full fling at the end of the 1920s, but the Honourable Phryne Fisher--she of the green-gray eyes, diamant garters, and outfits that should not be sprung suddenly on those of nervous dispositions--is rapidly tiring of the tedium of arranging flowers, making polite conversations with retired colonels, and dancing with weak-chinned men. Instead, Phryne decides it might be rather amusing to try her hand at being a lady detective in Melbourne, Australia.

Almost immediately from the time she books into the Windsor Hotel, Phryne is embroiled in mystery: poisoned wives, cocaine smuggling rings, corrupt cops, and communism--not to mention erotic encounters with the beautiful Russian dancer, Sasha de Lisse--until her adventure reaches its steamy end in the Turkish baths of Little Lonsdale Street.