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When ad man Victor Dean falls down the stairs in the offices of Pym's Publicity, a respectable London advertising agency, it looks like an accident. Then Lord Peter Wimsey is called in, and he soon discovers there's more to copywriting than meets the eye. A bit of cocaine, a hint of blackmail, and some wanton women can be read between the lines. And then there is the brutal succession of murders -- 5 of them -- each one a fixed fee for advertising a deadly secret.
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Waffled between 3 and 4, landing really on 3.5, but I rounded down because, while I did really thoroughly enjoy the reading of this installment of the Lord Peter Wimsey series (despite a tragic lack of Harriet Vane), I found that the solution was a trifle less than satisfying, and plots of debauched drug trafficking are always jarringly silly in writers like Sayers and Christie. That aside, though, I enjoyed the ensemble characterizations of the Pym's Publicity staff, and the general depiction of the 1930s advertising industry.