I have read this (and most of Rankin’s books) before, but unlike say Peter Robinson (and Rankin is I think a better writer) the titles give me no immediate clue to the plot. So I re-read a book by him with no memory of the plot, although after a few pages, it becomes familiar.
So this is the one in which Rebus (for reasons unclear to him or the reader) is seconded to Scotland Yard (I think, London anyway) to help try and track down a serial killer of women. The killer, who appears frequently, appears to be a woman.
Rebus teams up and ends up sleeping with, rather improbably, a glamorous psychological research assistant and I spent a lot of the book thinking that she might be the killer. But she wasn’t and he ends up chasing her and the killer, by whom she has been abducted, in a rather Steve McQueen style car chase through central London.
A bit of a pot boiler by Rankin’s standards but not a bad weekend read.
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