I bought this crime novel in a rush as Borders was closing.
I read it and it was not great actually. Actually it was a long way from the ...unputdownable.... on its cover blurb.
The hero is a Italian Detective Aurelio Zen who is hiding from the mafia who want to kill him. People about him start to die and the plot thickens.
Anyway I waited and waited for the revelation but it didn't come. What happened was 174 pages of tripe. I waited for the humour, the paranoia that drips from each page but it never happened.
This is one of a series, about number seven I believe and perhaps if I had been along from the beginning I might have got this but I don't think so.
The feeling I got was that it was written to fulfill a contractual obligation because otherwise it is a waste of trees.
If I read another one of this series it will be because it was a gift.
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