Wild Horses

Since the only person in the world who hasn’t heard of Dick Francis is probably my seven-month-old great-nephew Toby, I don’t need to say much more than that this is one of DF’s better horse-racing thrillers. Actually, the horses in this are more in the background than usual, since the main character is a film director making a film about racing. But the mystery’s clever, the hero likeable and the villains – as ever – just leap right off the page. If you like Dick Francis, you’ll like this.


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