I think this is one of Dexter's earlier Morse books. I really appreciate that there is a lot less of Morse here... there is enough of his character and personality to keep the story going, but it is not nearly so self-absorbed as the later Morse stories. This is a good thing.

What was not so good about this book was the apparent need to conjure up a plausible solution in which Morse is convinced every single player in the drama is by turns unquestionably guilty. By the last few pages I no longer even cared who did it. A good mystery ought to have many possible solutions, but really one "final" exposition of whodunnit and why is plenty.

I still think Lewis is the more human and interesting of the pair.