I picked up this book because I read Pintoff's first mystery, In the Shadow of Gotham, which I really enjoyed (see earlier review below). I didn't realize that it was a sequel to Gotham. Annoyed that I had stumbled upon yet another series, I thought about skipping it. So glad I didn't!
A Curtain Falls picks up four months after Detective Simon Ziele and Professor Alistair Sinclair wrapped up their first case together. They had both thought they wouldn't work together again. Simon starts the story mentioning that he actively avoided seeing Alistair again, as well as Isabella.
The case that brings them back together, of course, tests their intellect and their resolve. Simon still works for the police department in Dobson, but he works back in New York once in a while. His former partner calls him for help on this case. A chorus girl is found on a sofa on a stage, dressed as the lead, eyes open, looking every bit like a star. Except, of course, that she is dead. The murderer left a letter on the scene. Simon starts from there.
If you want to follow a series where there is more romantic development, look elsewhere. Isabella hardly shows up. However, Pintoff maintains her great pacing. His father plays an important role in this story and although it's important, their collaboration doesn't reveal anything about Simon the reader doesn't know. I do hope the his personal story moves along a little more in the next book.
Fun read and I'm looking forward to it.
Next up: A Secret Kept, by Tatiana de Rosnay.

Elizabeth Berg delivers yet again in this story about a group of people that go to their 40th--and last--high schools reunion. A little appropriate, as my ten-year reunion just took place. I didn't go. Indeed, I didn't even consider the possibility. As soon as I saw the tickets would be $50 each, I knew I wouldn't bother. Besides, who wants to go to Houston in July? And, to boot, I hated high school. I loved my friends, and it wasn't like people went out of their way to pick on me. Still, it's just not a time in my life that I remember with nostalgia.