I enjoyed the depth of character development in the story, but the author fell short of providing an explanation as to why the murder victim destroyed so many lives of the locals. Was it unintentional, calculated, or a bit of both?
P.S. It's funny how you feel the true weight of the written word after you've had a few days to fully digest it's impact on your view of the world. How just a small idea, once planted, can blossom into so much more understanding. This novel talked about how a war "hero" was exposed for the exact opposite, after he wasn't able to share the truth with his friends and family for decades (of how he turned in his neighbours, who were part of the resistance, to save his own skin). His own son had honoured him, until he learned the truth through an old German accounting book. Truth is something that we are losing in our own society. Everyone has their own truth, which seems to just be lies and deception to make themselves look good (to varying degrees). If our own parents lie to us, how can we believe anyone?
An interesting "Lynley" in that Lynley only appears tangentially. Starring Deborah and husband Simon, although with little in the way of forensics. Written as well as always, and with as many twists as usual, but this one feels a bit constructed ...
As usual, George does a fine job keeping the reader intrigued and in suspense about who killed Guy Brouard right until the surprising end.
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