The Accusers (Marcus Didius Falco Mysteries (Paperback))

The Accusers (Marcus Didius Falco Mysteries (Paperback))

Lindsey Davis

Language: English

Pages: 384

ISBN: 0446693294

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


- The Accusers was published in Mysterious Press hardcover (0-89296-811-7) in 4/04. This trade paperback edition will tie into Davis's new hardcover, Scandal Takes a Holiday, due from Mysterious press in 9/04
- Lindsey Davis's prior novel, The Jupiter Myth, appeared on London's Sunday Times bestseller list. It was published by Mysterious Press in hardcover in 9/03 and in trade paperback in 5/04.
- The creators of PBS's Inspector Morse television series are producing a series about Marcus Didius Falco, with scripts currently in development.
- First Lady Laura Bush is a big fan of Davis's international bestselling novels, and the author received the Crime Writers Association's Ellis Peters Historical Dagger Award in 199. Davis will be a guest of honor at Bouchercon 2004 in Toronto.

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Paccius looked put out. “I claim the right of first speaking at the trial!” “Of course you do,” the praetor told him smoothly. “And so of course does Silius!” Things were no longer going in Paccius’ favor—though they were still firmly going against Birdy. He had no friends. I had come with him today, but had done so only to claim a bounty for producing him. The hearing was over. Paccius lingered for discussions with the magistrate. I won’t say they were about to share a drink and a laugh at

falling off a ladder, I saw the impact coming. “I need someone to help me. I think you people should take on my defense.” We were all silent momentarily. It was Aelianus who spoke first, saving the situation for us all. Having a traditionalist on the staff grated sometimes, but freeing us from nonsense because the nonsense broke rules was a useful business tool. “It is inappropriate for us. We don’t do court cases. I’m sorry. We do not have defensive expertise.” Negrinus laughed. “Oh, I know

wife not deserving to lose him . . . “Anacrites never forgets his poor old landlady.” “Bull’s bollocks!” “I don’t know who taught you to be so crude.” Ma sniffed, implying it was Pa. Anacrites was the Chief Spy—a one-time follower of my sister Maia, who had turned violent when she dumped him. Even before that he was my long-term enemy—but he had been Ma’s lodger and she thought him little lower than a Sun God in a twinkly diadem. I had other views about where his rays shone. I ignored the

hadn’t enough money on him. Sadly, just as he was about to write a banker’s draft on his employer’s account, he changed his mind.” “Now that would have been a piece of luck for us—and absolutely daft for him!” I said. “He never did it?” “No. He remembered some coins that he kept in his boot. My seller joked that he could identify him by his athlete’s foot.” “Sensational in court! Enough suspense,” I chivvied. “Who was this poison-purchaser?” I already knew, of course. So when Aelianus tried to

list of untouchable social stupidities. “Paccius was bound to turn on you.” “Actually, my accuser works with Silius.” “—who works with Paccius! By the way, Falco, do you know you have people watching this place?” He was right. I took a squint through a crack in the shutters. A couple of shady characters in bum-starver cloaks and woollen caps were lurking on the Embankment outside. It was too cold for them to be fishing in the Tiber. Incompetent burglars who were casing a house too openly?

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