The Flavia de Luce Series 4-Book Bundle (The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, the Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag, a Red Herring Without Mustard, I Am Half-Sick of Shadows)

By Alan Bradley

Award-winning writer Alan Bradley is a grasp of the British comfortable secret, and in Flavia de Luce, he has created a wickedly shrewdpermanent and intrepid younger sleuth, hailed as "one of the main awesome creations in contemporary literature" (USA Today). Now, during this eye-catching book package, readers can stick to Flavia as she stirs up hassle to unravel the main confounding of crimes.

The Sweetness on the backside of the Pie: it's the summer season of 1950--and on the once-grand mansion of Buckshaw, Flavia de Luce, an eleven-year-old aspiring chemist with a keenness for poison, is intrigued by means of a sequence of inexplicable occasions: A lifeless chicken is located at the doorstep, a postage stamp bizarrely pinned to its beak. Then, hours later, Flavia unearths a guy mendacity within the cucumber patch and watches him as he is taking his loss of life breath. For Flavia, who's either appalled and extremely joyful, existence starts off in earnest while homicide involves Buckshaw.

The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag: Flavia de Luce, a genius at investigating murders, thinks that her days of crime-solving within the bucolic English hamlet of Bishop's Lacey are over--until puppeteer Rupert Porson has his personal strings sizzled in an unlucky rendezvous with electrical energy. yet who'd do one of these factor, and why? All clues element towards a suspicious demise years prior and a case the neighborhood constables can't solve--without Flavia's support. yet in getting so with regards to who's pulling the strings of this dance of dying, has Flavia gotten in far more than her head?

A crimson Herring with no Mustard: within the hamlet of Bishop's Lacey, the unflappable Flavia de Luce had requested a Gypsy girl to inform her fortune--never looking ahead to to later stumble around the terrible soul, bludgeoned virtually to loss of life in her personal caravan. used to be this an act of retribution by means of these confident that the soothsayer kidnapped an area baby years in the past? because the purple herrings pile up, Flavia needs to variety via clues fishy and foul to untangle darkish deeds and hazardous secrets.

I Am Half-Sick of Shadows: It's Christmastime while a movie team arrives at Buckshaw, Flavia de Luce's cherished domestic, to shoot a film starring the famed Phyllis Wyvern. Amid a raging snow fall, the complete village of Bishop's Lacey gathers to observe Wyvern practice, but not anyone is ready for the evening's surprising end: a physique chanced on strangled to loss of life with a size of movie. Who one of the assembled site visitors could level this type of chilling scene? because the hurricane worsens, Flavia needs to ferret out a killer hidden in simple sight.

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