Wimbledon village. A rich man’s house. Two bodies. Detective Maeve Kerrigan and her partner, the blunt, sexist Josh Derwent, are called to the scene. This is a lively, gritty thriller. Every scene is well timed. The characters are quickly, expertly drawn. The rich guy is a devious defence lawyer. He seems to have been attacked. His wife and daughter have been butchered. But is he the killer? This author doesn’t spare you the details. There are pools and sprays of blood. You will turn the pages fast, looking for every clue. I hadn’t read Jane Casey before but I will read her again.
