My Review: This is SUCH a Chicago story. Specifically a story about the "City of the big shoulders, hog butcher for the world” - even though Carl Sandburg’s famous poem won’t be published for another SIXTEEN years. It’s a story about a city whose politics are so thoroughly, infamously corrupt that its reputation was already made in 1898 and persists well into the 21st century.

Rough-around-the-edges Harriet Morrow has long been drawn to the idea of whizzing around the city on her bicycle as a professional detective, solving crimes for a living without having to take a…

My Review: I had been intending to read another mystery this week, but the one I had wasn’t working for me, and this had been recommended by my reading group, so I started this instead and it immediately grabbed me - and well, there you go and here we are. Where - and when - we are is Chicago in 1898, following 21-year-old Harriet Morrow in her first week as a private detective at the prestigious Prescott Agency.