The Arthur Conan Doyle Estate authorized a new Sherlock Holmes novel, and Anthony Horowitz was chosen to write it. I believe that I have only read The Hound of the Baskervilles, so I do not have much Conan Doyle experience to compare Horowitz to, but I thoroughly enjoyed this book.
The House of Silk is written from the perspective of an old Dr. Watson, as he looks back and reminisces on this case. Sherlock Holmes works the case of an apparent mobster from Boston that travelled to London to exact revenge on an art dealer. In the midst of this investigation, Sherlock Holmes becomes framed for the murder of a poor girl outside of an opium den that eventually leads to the question of what is The House of Silk? The ending has an extremely surprising twist, which was is why I was left with a positive remembrance of this Sherlock Holmes novel.
It took me a while to get into this book and to actually get to the point where I did not want to put it down. The first 1/3 of it read pretty slowly and lazily and I started and stopped frequently. Once the story got going though, it became much more engrossing and it was easy to picture Sherlock Holmes at work at his best detective theories.

