By Kate Summerscale
In June of 1860 three-year-old Saville Kent was once came upon on the backside of an outside privy together with his throat slit. T he crime horrified all England and ended in a countrywide obsession with detection, sarcastically destroying, within the strategy, the occupation of maybe the best detective within the land. Inspector Jonathan Whicher’s genuine legacy, even if, lives on in fiction: the harsh, quirky, all-knowing and all-seeing detective that we all know and love today…from the cryptic Sgt. Cuff in Wilkie Collins’s The Moonstone to Dashiell Hammett’s Sam Spade. The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher reads just like the better of Victorian thrillers, and has been nominated for the Samuel Johnson Prize in London.