Death of an Effendi (A Mamur Zapt mystery) [Paperback]

Acclaim for Michael Pearce and the Mamur Zapt novels:

‘Pearce takes apart ancient history and reassembles it with beguiling wit and colour’
John Coleman, Sunday Times

‘Marvellously convoluted… Dryly and deeply funny’
Philip Oakes, Literary Review

‘Irresistible fun’ Time Out The latest novel in Michael Pearce’s award-winning series, set in the Egypt of the 1900s.

Cairo, 1909. The murder capital of the world, where deaths are two a piastre. But the death of an effendi? That is something different. Effendis – the Egyptian elite – are important. Especially if – in a country ruled by foreigners – they happen to be foreign.
When Tvardovsky, effendi and foreigner, is shot at a gathering of financiers, the Mamur Zapt, Chief of Cairo’s Secret Police, is called in to investigate. But is he the right man for the job? In some countries, if someone goes out with the Head of the Secret Police and doesn’t come back, it’s best not to ask any questions. And there are powerful people who might have preferred Tvardovsky dead.
As Tvardovsky said, before going on the shooting party, there were still crocodiles in Egypt. Of all kinds. And perhaps the place to look for them was Crocodilopolis, where the financiers were to hold their meeting. It is when the crocodiles start co-operating, he said, that you really have to watch out…

Cairo 1909. The murder capital of the world, where deaths are two a piastre. But the death of an effendi is something different. Because effendis – the Egyptian elite – are important. Especially if – in a country ruled by foreigners – they happen to be foreign.

When Tvardovsky, effendi and foreigner, is shot at a gathering of financiers, the Mamur Zapt, Chief of Cairo's Secret Police, is called in to investigate. But is he the right man for the job? In some countries, if someone goes out with the Head of the Secret Police and doesn't come back, it's best not to ask any questions. And there are powerful people who might have preferred Tvardovsky dead.

As Tvardovsky said, there were still crocodiles in Egypt. Of all kinds. And perhaps the place to look for them was Crocodopolis, where the financiers were to hold their meeting. It is when the crocodiles start co-operating, he said, that you really have to watch out…

'The beguiling Mamur Zapt sleuths around turn – of-the-century Cairo with verve and panache'
MAXIM JAKUBOWSKI, 'Time Out'

Michael Pearce grew up in the (then) Anglo-Egyptian Sudan. He returned there later to teach, and retains a human rights interest in the area. He has recently retired from his academic post to write full time.