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Book SynopsisVish Puri is as fond of butter chicken as the next Punjabi. And when there''s plenty on offer at the Delhi Durbar hotel where he''s attending an India Premier League cricket match dinner, he''s the first to tuck in. Irfan Khan, father of Pakistani star cricketer Kamran Khan, can''t resist either. But the creamy dish proves his undoing. After a few mouthfuls, he collapses on the floor, dead.
Clearly this isn''t a case of Delhi Belly.
But who amongst the Bollywood stars, politicians, bureaucrats and industrialists poisoned Khan is a mystery. And with the capital''s police chief proving as incompetent as ever, it falls to Most Private Investigators to find out the truth.
Puri is soon able to link Khan to a bald bookie called Full Moon and all the clues point to the involvement of a gambling syndicate that controls the illegal billion dollar betting industry.
The answers seem to lie in Surat, the diamond cutting and polishing capital of the world (where Puri''s c
Trade Review
This book is written with a wry sense of humour and a light touch . . . The author perfectly captures the cadences of Anglo-Indian English and the glossary of Indian terms at the back of the book is invaluable. This is the third in the Vish Puri series of books and I eagerly await the fourth. * Crime Review *
The Punjabi Poirot is dogged by calamities in this comic tale * Woman *
Outstanding third mystery . . . Well drawn, colorful characters bolster a whodunit sure to appeal to those who enjoy a dash of humor with their crime. * Publishers Weekly *
This lovely series is a great example of crime fiction functioning as a foreign holiday for the armchair traveler. Hall’s readers become happily immersed in the glorious rhythms and neologism of ‘Dilli’ language, while the cuisine is so well described you can almost smell it. * Morning Star *
I love Hall’s blend of inventive plot and Ealing-Comedy eccentricity. * Saga magazine *
