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Book Review: Neil Flambe and the Marco Polo Murders by Kevin Sylvester

Book Review: Neil Flambe and the Marco Polo Murders by Kevin Sylvester - Reviewed by Kidzworld on Apr 13, 2012
( Rating: 4 Star Rating)

Teenage chef extraordinaire, Neil Flambe, plays detective on a murder case that hits a little too close to home. Kidzworld has the book review of Neil Flambe and the Marco Polo Murders by Kevin Sylvester.

Teen/Chef/Detective

Neil Flambe is not your average 14-year-old. Since he was a baby, he’s had an acute sense of smell and a natural flair for cooking. After school, he owns and operates a high-profile restaurant in Vancouver. But his busy life doesn’t stop there. In his spare time, he works as a detective.

The Murdered Chefs

Inspector Nakamura has called upon Neil to help investigate a local crime spree. Someone is murdering some of the city’s top chefs, and there seems to be a pattern. Each victim has had a strange residue on their lips, which makes it likely that the murder weapon was some kind of poison. Notes written in Italian have been left at the scene of the crime. If only the notes made sense, they could offer a clue as to who’s behind the murders.

Marco Polo

While helping on the case, Neil begins to wonder if he’s next. Being an arrogant, rude teenage chef has earned him many enemies over the years. What if he is to be the murderer’s final victim? But with the help of a few others, Neil discovers that the murder pattern has something to do with Marco Polo’s voyage home from the court of Kublai Khan.

The Bottom Line

Neil Flambe and the Marco Polo Murders (book 1) is a great mystery for young readers. It offers unexpected twists and leaves you guessing until the very end. If you love a good mystery, check out the Neil Flambe Capers series by Kevin Sylvester. 

Neil Flambe and the Marco Polo Murders Rating: 4

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