by Dick Francis (1962)
As jockey Alan York looked at the back of Bill Davidson astride the great horse Admiral, one thing was different. Before his rival reached the last hurdle, he was dead. Alan knew racing was dangerous; he also knew Bill’s death was no accident. It was the kind of knowledge that could get a man killed.
The first of his novels. Told in first person and efficient prose this style of thriller writing never goes out of style.
I would have first read this in the 1970’s and it remains an engaging read.