Generally I prefer Ruth Rendell’s psychological thrillers and even more so her Barbara Vine’s offerings, but an occasional dose of Wexford is welcome too. This is typical Wexford for fans of the series: analytical police work with many personal touches and references. As usual a policeman (if retired) with social conscience.
I particularly enjoyed the link to one of my favourite Rendell’s books “A sight for sore eyes”. It seemed like layers of history built over the original story when a thread of people trafficking was thrown into the mix.
As usual, simple minimalistic prose that doesn’t overwhelm the story line or strangulate the characters. It’s good to occasionally remind oneself what unpretentious narrative really feels like.