SHERLOCK HOLMES and THE REAL THING

 

If you can't tell the difference, what IS the difference?

 

London, 189_:  A series of blizzards has brought the great city to a standstill...
 

Sherlock Holmes is bored to distraction. ​It would take a miracle to bring a case to the detective’s door.

 

What arrives is not promising: a landlady who complains her artist tenant is behind on his rent. Not exactly the miracle for which Holmes was praying.

 

But next thing you know, there are several corpses, and Holmes and his biographer, John H. Watson, MD, find themselves drawn into one of the more bizarre cases of the great detective’s career…

 

And into the cutthroat big business of Art.  Where chicanery, mendacity (and cut throats), proliferate.   

 

What makes a work of art worth killing for?  Is it the artist, his mistress, his dealer, or his blackmailer?  The cast of characters is large.  But are they perpetrators or victims?

 

Oh, and there’s one other problem: is this a genuine Holmes case or a forgery?

 

Is this the real thing?

If you can't tell the difference, what IS the difference? ​​​​​​​