I am obviously becoming a fan.
This is another very good book, quite different, a comic private eye novel featuring Jackson Brodie, although as it is set in Edinburgh there are quite a few Rebus parallels. But Brodie is an ex policeman, and his private eye role is pretty tangential here.
The plotting is, dare one say it, masterly; the linking of characters and events initially oblique, but they are then very cleverly pulled into a spiral circle or stuffed into ever smaller boxes like the Russian dolls which feature in the plot. And the ending, which unravels the only remaining puzzle from the beginning, is very good.
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