Friend of the Devil
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We mentioned your name to the staff, and they all smiled happily!
Reading it at now, and enjoying it immensely.
Chief Inspector Banks returns for another Peter Robinson look at the seedy side of the North. The structure is familiar - the sometimes confusing alternation between two horrific murders that are seemingly unconnected, and the diligent and determined work of sorting out the secrets and uncovering the killers. There's a surprise death in this one, which adds its own complications to the emotional turmoil in which the main characters find themselves.
It was last year that I passed through this area on the train north to Edinburgh. Small cities on the edge of the grey North Sea, moorlands to the west, Holland over the water. A bit of a backwater compared to other detectives in Los Angeles and London, but the setting brings to life the people of the land, the students, the fishermen, the minor professionals, the police.
I enjoyed this, now that I'm familiar with the narrative style jumping between investigations. Banks and Annie, drawing closer as they follow up leads, finding links between crimes and hearts. Will they or won't they? And finally, one of them is perched on the very edge of death, a razor's edge, a scalpel's edge as the reader turns the final pages to discover the truth of it all.
And, of course, I wouldn't be a Grateful Dead fan if the title didn't strike a chord with me.