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Renting Silence (The Roaring Twenties Mysteries Book 3) Kindle Edition
Former vaudevillian Jessie Beckett has found work as a script girl—with a sideline in sleuthing—at Pickford-Fairbanks Studios, run by the silent film stars Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks. When actress Ruby Glynn is wrongly convicted of murder, Pickford asks Jessie to help clear her friend’s name. But it won’t be easy. The victim was found stabbed in her bedroom with Ruby lying unconscious on the floor, holding a bloody knife.
Jessie’s investigation sends her back through the Midwest vaudeville circuit, where she encounters old friends, new dangers, and her sometime-beau David seemingly involved in some shady dealings. Now it’ll take all her wits and ingenuity to find the killer without accidentally playing her own death scene.
“With a well-developed and surprising plot twist, an appealing, resourceful amateur detective, and fascinating period details, this entertaining historical will delight fans of Old Hollywood.” —Library Journal
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherSevern House
- Publication dateDecember 1, 2016
- File size1962 KB
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“A little sparkle, a hint of sex, some wily Prohibition-era shenanigans, and one smart cookie in the lead make this a great read " ― Booklist
“Readers will welcome this third showcase for a valiant heroine with a shady past” ― Kirkus Review
“With a well-developed and surprising plot twist, an appealing, resourceful amateur detective, and fascinating period details, this entertaining historical will delight fans of Old Hollywood " ― Library Journal
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Without hesitating a second, I aimed a hard kick at his shin. But my foot got caught up in the folds of fabric, and I lost my balance. Rough hands caught my shoulders and kept me from falling to the ground. “No, like this,” someone said. I fought back, but all that drapery made it impossible to land a kick. My cries for help fell on deaf ears―the station had cleared quickly of passengers, and the only person not wearing a robe was the hapless porter.
“Hey, now,” the skinny man said nervously. “You leave that young lady alone.”
The Klansmen hooted. “Mind your own business, Jinks,” said one. “Go on home now and keep shut if you know what’s good for you,” said another.
Jinks knew what was good for him. He skulked away.
Several cars ahead of us, a conductor called the all-aboard. I pushed hard against the man who was holding me and lashed out with both arms, but with so many, it was child’s play to pin my arms behind my back and grope my breasts. Hands pulled my shirtwaist out of its belt and squeezed underneath. Other hands held my flailing legs and felt up under my skirt. I screamed to the conductor, but the train’s whistle drowned out any sound I made. No one could see me. I had disappeared into what must have looked like a large pile of laundry.
“I think this little slut is disturbing the peace, what do you think, George?”
“Go ahead―call the sheriff!” I spat. “I’ll have you arrested for assault.”
The engine squealed and the train lurched forward with a huff. Still time to jump onto the ladder if I could break free.
There was much sniggering at my remark until someone called out, “Oh Sheriff!” in a simpering, high-pitched voice. One of the Klansmen standing in front of me pulled off his hood and blessed me with a malicious smile. “At your service, Bill. Looks like I’m gonna need to arrest someone for assault. Any of you men want to press charges against this shameless hoyden?”
There was a lot of joshing. “Arrest me too, Sheriff. Put us in the same cell.”
The engineer blew the whistle again. The train chugged forward, picking up speed with every second.
“Good work in apprehending this violent criminal,” the sheriff said. “I’ll take over from here, men. Think a couple nights in the hoosegow might tame the little whore? At least it’ll serve as an example to nigger lovers everywhere.”
A round of laughter greeted this witticism. Whoever was holding my arms threw me at the sheriff’s chest. His powerful hands grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me ‘til my brains were scrambled, then dragged me toward the street, gripping my arm so tight it went numb. His other hand circled my neck, ready to choke off any call for help I might be tempted to make. The deputy loping along beside us had pulled off his hood too, so passersby would see nothing more alarming than two officers of the law escorting a dishevelled young woman to jail.
Such precautions proved unnecessary; we passed no one except other white-robed figures on our way to the jail, just two short blocks away. It was nearly dark. Redfield’s population had retreated behind curtains and closed doors. No one was watching. I knew very well how the script would go once we arrived at the jail. They would put me in a cell and take turns.
Product details
- ASIN : B01LYQCS94
- Publisher : Severn House; Reprint edition (December 1, 2016)
- Publication date : December 1, 2016
- Language : English
- File size : 1962 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Not Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Sticky notes : On Kindle Scribe
- Print length : 298 pages
- Best Sellers Rank: #176,623 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
- #1,762 in Historical Mysteries (Kindle Store)
- #2,650 in Historical Mystery
- #4,701 in Amateur Sleuths
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About the authors
I'm an Army brat who has lived in Virginia most of my adult life. I received my BA and MA in history from the College of William and Mary and taught American history and museum studies at Virginia Commonwealth University for thirteen years. I am the author of 200 magazine articles, most on history, travel, and business topics, and a dozen nonfiction books. The Impersonator (2013) was my first foray into fiction--and it won the national Mystery Writers of America award for Best First Crime Novel! Three others in the series followed: Silent Murders (2014), Renting Silence (2016), and Murder in Disguise (2017). More recently, my new Roaring Twenties series debuted in the U.S. in 2021. The Mystic's Accomplice is set in Chicago and features violent gangsters, fraudulent Spiritualists, and a single mom with a new baby. Its sequel, Spirits and Smoke, was released early in 2022 and the third, Deadly Spirits, came nine months later, like a new baby! For me, the Roaring Twenties is the America's most fascinating decade and the perfect setting for both my mystery series.
When I'm not writing or plotting, I spend a good deal of time at Valley Road Vineyards in Afton, VA, a winery that my husband and I own with 4 other couples. Last year we planted another 6 1/2 acres of vines and introduced several new wines--my favorite is the viognier. Already this year I've spent 3 days on the bottling assembly line, doing strenuous intellectual work like loading full bottles into cases and standing on a ladder to feed corks into the hopper. Visit us at Valley Road there in person or at www.valleyroadwines.com.
I was always good at Show and Tell. It was my best subject in elementary school, and I managed to continue the practice through junior high and high school by bringing stuff to my history classes, things like my grandfather's old Army helmet when we studied the Battle of the Bulge and my family's letters from Helen Keller when we studied her life.
I can't stop. After years working at Colonial Williamsburg making eighteenth-century history come alive through antiques and other objects, I spent 13 years teaching American history and museum studies at Virginia Commonwealth University in Richmond, still schlepping stuff into every class: antiques and reproductions, song recordings, period foods, whatever would capture the students' attention and jolt them awake at 8AM.
So now I'm a writer with 15 nonfiction books and 200 magazine articles (most on history, museum, or travel topics) to my name. About ten years ago, I started writing fiction. Historical fiction, of course, set in the Roaring Twenties. To keep it separate from my nonfiction work, I use my maiden name, Mary Miley, for fiction. It sometimes surprises people that fiction and nonfiction require equal amounts of research, imagination, and agony. Happily, both let me visit the past while still living in the comforts of the modern world. Find me at marymileytheobald.com.
For fun, I volunteer at our local jail, teaching a writing class for inmates. I haven't been able to go since the pandemic closed the jail to outsiders, but I'm hoping to start up again after vaccines are available. Another of my interests is good wine--my husband and I, along with several others, own a terrific vineyard/winery in the mountains of Virginia called Valley Road Vineyard. Something is always happening there, whether it's a wedding, a party, regular tastings, or planting new vines. See the pictures at www.valleyroadwines.com
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Jessie Beckett, the protagonist, is a script girl for the swashbuckling actor, Douglas Fairbanks. As a favor for Mary Pickford, Douglas's wife, Jessie promises to solve a murder mystery, involving an actress.
Mary Miley immerses the reader in the milieu of the 20's so engagingly that you feel that you have stepped through a portal to that different and exciting time, of hooch and flappers.
The research is so extensive that you feel the ambience instantly, whether standing with Jessie at a railroad station, while being menaced by the very intimidating KKK, or waiting with Jessie in a drug store, with a line of all men, clutching their prescriptions for illegal alcohol.
You are there, every step of the way, with this plucky, intuitive, very smart lady, detecting the clues to a viable solution.
The silent movie set, with Pickford as " Little Annie Rooney" is actually very noisy, and its reverberations grip you as you tred through all the twists and turns of a pilot so dynamically and artfully constructed, that you hold your breath until the mystery is finally solved.
Phew! You brake fast on your Model A, and eagerly follow the clues to the very satisfying ending.
You sadly close the book, and await the next one.
My favorite parts of the book by far were those relating to the silent movie business in the 1920’s, particularly all of the fascinating details about Mary Pickford. The book takes place as Pickford is filming Little Annie Rooney in which she plays a twelve-year-old girl (Pickford was 33 at the time). When playing young characters, Pickford would only work with tall actors and altered her on-set furniture to make it larger so she would appear smaller on set and onscreen. I spent as much time reading the novel as I did looking up the various real life actors and studio details because I found it all so intriguing. I also plan to track down Little Annie Rooney and watch it after reading so much about the filming of the movie. As Jessie heads out on the vaudeville circuit, she encounters a young Bob Hope, before he has even adopted that stage name – he is still going by Les Hope. One more fun addition that Miley includes is having Myrna Loy as one of Jessie’s roommates before Loy becomes a famous actress. She has also references Jack Warner, Rin Tin Tin, the KKK, and Rudolph Valentino.
The resolution of the mystery is a bit drawn out, and there is a train scene that lasts way too long. Also, the inclusion of Jessie’s potential love interest David seems forced and does not really fit well into the rest of the story. Other than those small details, Miley has crafted an engaging tale weaving the historical details seamlessly into Jessie’s world.
Mary Miley maintains a Roaring Twenties blog where she periodically posts interesting articles on various aspects of that era such as how to make a phone call in the 1920’s and popular poisons of the time period. The blog can be found at http:/marymiley.wordpress.com. After reading Renting Silence, I really enjoyed perusing her various blog posts.
I definitely recommend Renting Silence, and her two prior installments in the series. The first book, The Impersonator, remains my favorite, but the next two are great reads too. Thanks to Severn House and NetGalley for the chance to read this ARC in exchange for an honest review.