Deborah de Lille is an opera singer-in the least grand sense. Debbie doesn’t foresee a future beyond Handel Messiahs and low-budget tours … until her agent finagles her a minor role with a small-town company. The artists assembled for this production of Offenbach’s spooky opera, Tales of Hoffmann, have more than opera on their minds. Their games of love are not for the faint of heart, and the cutthroat atmosphere may have become literal. How far are they willing to go to advance their careers and even the score?
The singer Debbie replaced died under suspicious circumstances, and after another minor player bows out suddenly, she is also given her role. Now she has two small roles that no one in their right mind would kill for. So, either someone isn’t in their right mind, or the close calls threatening Debbie’s safety are all unlucky coincidences. Add to the mix three preening tenors, a sexy lesbian director, a vengeful conductor, an obscenely rich and Hollywood-handsome general director, a fading Italian pop star, a trio of bitchy leading sopranos, an ambitious understudy, countless attention-starved underlings, an anti-opera terrorist group, a resident ghost, and Debbie’s kooky and dysfunctional friends and family, and you have an opening night that promises to genuinely thrill and chill!
Debbie finds herself at a opera house that is full of weird things going on. Everything from bee stings to disappearing ghosts calling her name. Her band of associates are vastly different everything from nasty mean sopranos, to lesbian direction, the understudy who seems to know the cleaning guy and designer. Debbie finds herself getting jealous at one point of the understudy who seems to be perfect and pretty to make it worse.
This book was full of all sorts of drama, mystery and weirdness. I enjoyed it. And a big mystery at the end of who is killing the opera cast. Definitely a great book for those who love the opera, and wonder what it is like behind the scenes.