This is the story of Cass and Max-Ernest, two friendless eleven-year-olds who come together to solve the age-old mystery surrounding a dead magician and the clues he left behind. The first in an addictive new series!
This is the story of a secret, but it also contains a secret story.A secret so big and dangerous that even the story itself is a secret. To find out what it is, you have to risk everything...
When adventurous detectives, Cass, an ever-vigilant survivalist, and Max-Ernest, a boy driven by logic, discover the Symphony of Smells, a box filled with smelly vials of colorful ingredients, they accidentally stumble upon a mystery surrounding a dead magician's diary and the hunt for immortality.
Filled with word games, anagrams, and featuring a mysterious narrator, this is a book that won't stay secret for long.
Reviews
'A great book with a twisting, turning plot...Rivals the formidable Harry Potter and better than Lemony Snicket.' - Cameron, 12
'Exciting and funny, but beware, because once you start reading it you can't stop.' - Louis, 9
'BRILLIANT! I did everything reading it.' Thursday, 10
"Equal parts snarky and delightful." (Booklist )
"Equal parts supernatural whodunit, suspense-filled adventure, and evocative coming-of-age tale." (Publishers Weekly )
About Pseudonymous Bosch
In a better world, Pseudonymous Bosch would be a famous author, his piercing eyes staring out from magazine covers, his brilliant words quoted in every newspaper. Sadly, I - I mean he! - cannot even tell you his name. Contrary to what you may have heard, this has nothing to do with gambling debts or angry bookies. No, the reason Pseudonymous must remain anonymous is...well, it's a secret. I - I mean he! - can't tell you anything about it. Except this: there is absolutely no truth to the claim that he is really a certain miserable wretch of a writer in Los Angeles. That man is a fraud. And his moustache is much less bushy than mine. Believe nothing he says.