The Bookshop of Yesterdays

Within the first few pages I was engrossed. Before I knew it, I was 30-40 pages in. Sadly, I lost momentum somewhere around there as it became overwhelmingly obvious what direction the story was taking.    Miranda's uncle disappeared around her twelfth birthday. For years she sought him out until he eventually faded into memory. Years later, she receives word of his death and finds out he's left his bookshop to her. He also left behind a series of clues for her to follow to find answers about not only his past but her own.    Again, I found the first pages gripping. Until it wasn't. There are too many clues dropped early on, leaving the mystery pretty much solved with a couple hundred pages to go. Because of this, I would consider it to be more of a work of literary fiction than a mystery.