Murder at the Ashmolean is the third in Jim Eldridge's series featuring the ex-cop Daniel Wilson and the archaeologist Abigail Fenton. I think the second book had a certain charm for me because of the Arthurian link, but I was getting a bit tired of the formula in this book -- I don't think I'll read more of this series, at least not for now.

The books are pretty quick reads, and the mystery is fine (no better or worse than many), but it feels sometimes like a bunch of cardboard cutouts moving around from scene to scene, distinguished by a few key features but ultimately all moving to order. I did like Abigail's insistence on helping the female reporter they encounter -- the two women's interactions gave things a bit more reality.

Mostly, though, it feels a bit... paint by numbers? Which given the author's bio boasts of over a hundred books published, kind of makes sense, unfortunately. There can be such a sameness to very prolific authors' work; if you enjoy their work as it is, then that's fine, but if you find it kind of meh in one book, it's likely to strike you similarly in another.