Enter Inspector Wexford who rapidly becomes certain that if not actually guilty, then Robert Hathall knows much more that he is letting on. But as the official investigation goes nowhere, Wexford starts to spend his personal time pursuing Hathall. But is Hathall actually guilty, or is there a darker secret lurking?
I can’t muster the energy to say much about this. It was recommended to me by Sergio as a strong Wexford book, but I don’t see the charm myself. Plotwise, there’s a lot of padding in the central section and I never got a sense of Wexford’s obsession with Hathall. As for the mystery, well, you either spot it or you don’t – I did pretty early, partly as there didn’t seem to be any alternatives for a potential surprise and a distinct lack of suspects. I wasn’t desperately enamoured with the depiction of the Wexford’s marriage, especially the choices that Wexford himself makes throughout the story.
Maybe it was spotting the solution so early that killed the book for me but I really didn’t enjoy this one much, so I think it’s time to take a break from the author. Not Recommended.