First the joyous birth of Skinner’s son… Then the grim reality of murder in ones of Edinburgh’s prosperous suburbs. A man has been found knifed in a luxury villa. The victim had run a chain of launderettes, saunas and pubs throughout the city, but for some time the police suspected these to be the front for a drug-distribution network.
As the murder investigation continues without result, it seems the killer was particularly cunning in covering his tracks - leaving no clues or leads to pursue. But then another, seemingly minor, crime - involving property fraud - takes Assistant Chief Constable Bob Skinner in a new direction.
©1994 Quintin Jardine (P)2013 Isis Publishing Ltd
This is a moderately good mystery--marred by endless sequences involving the detective's new born son. Fast forwarding helps, but it's cumbersome. The reader is good for the actual narration and for the British voices, but his version of an American accent makes the detective's wife sound like a mafia moll, and his take on Spanish/Catalonian accents is also painful.
Opens with what seems like an unending scene of the baby being born, then proceeds to travel by car to Spain with a 2 week old baby. Just not going to happen. Could not take the rest seriously after that. The ridiculous sex scene at 2 weeks was the lid the coffin.
I'm not an author so it's not my place to give advice! I only know that I found this book particularly uninspiring, unlike the others by Quintin Jardine
No, apart from being read by James Bryce
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