After seven novels set in England and one on an ocean liner, Daisy is at last in the author’s native country. Ms Dunn endeavors to paint a picture of Prohibition New York, with a sassy elevator boy, wisecracking cops, dodgy politics and “Irish tea.” It would have been nice to have taken in a speakeasy or two, delved deeper into fascinating Tammany Hall business and in general got out a bit more while in New York, but after a slow start the story picks up pace, and ends up exciting. For such a lively series that has been consistently enjoyable this is the weakest entry so far, with several chapters devoted to endless conversations between Daisy and various other characters. Doubtless the author found the scenes with the aforementioned wisecracking copes hilarious and fascinating, but I failed to and detected a hobbyhorse being ridden. As soon as the story leaves New York it gathers momentum, and a thrilling aerial chase over the Rockies had me putting down the book wanting more, and feeling that the tale had redeemed itself somewhat.