It looks as if Robinson has been moonlighting on the other side of the Atlantic; writing this (I assume) for a US audience as it was published in 1995 by Penguin Canada but only recently in the UK. At least it is being marketed over here as if a new book.
It is kind of OKish; if you are a Banks fan, the police guy here is not Banks, nor as interesting. It does smuggle a rather improbable Yorkshire girl - now a Hollywood TV actress, formerly (and improbably) a sluttish rock chick and now the victim of a stalker - into the plot, which feels both a little nostalgic and forced. She is of course saved by the two timing cop.
Perhaps a misplaced readerly loyalty to Robinson is what leaves me feeling a little short changed.
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