A Discworld Novel. Author: Terry Pratchett.
When duty calls, Commander Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork constabulary answers—even if he doesn’t want to. Now, he’s been invited to attend a royal function as both detective and diplomat. The one role he relishes; the other requires, well, ruby tights. Of course, where cops (even those clad in tights) go, alas, crime follows. An attempted assassination and a theft soon lead to a desperate chase from the low halls of Discworld royalty to the legendary fat mines of Uberwald, where lard is found in underground seams along with tusks and teeth and other precious ivory artifacts. It’s up to the dauntless Vimes—bothered as usual by a familiar cast of Discworld inhabitants (you know, trolls, dwarfs, werewolves, vampires, and such)—to solve the puzzle of the missing pachyderm. Which, of course, he will . . . after all, solving mysteries is his job. (Published summary.)
Sexual content: 4 instances of innuendo.
Language: 31 d***, 18 bloody, 17 hell, 13 derogatory terms
Violence: Robbers ambush a coach; several are shot with arrows in the arm and leg, one in the throat. A man’s death by assassin suggested, but the scene is cut short. Character slams a werewolf’s head into a rock. One character breaks another’s arm with his bare hands. Two wolves fight quite viciously. A werewolf catches a firework in his mouth, it explodes and kills him.