Reginald Hill– Exit Lines
Inspector Pascoe finds himself bereft of all those he holds near, if not dear, as three septuagenarians meet an untimely end.
Without Dalziel, Pascoe recruits a string of new faces from the station to delve into the world of the aged and infirm. Between a lanky dog magnet, an enthusiastic young detective and a droll sergeant, detective Pascoe will have his work cut out for him in order to successfully navigate illegal gambling, petty theft, drug-running and a consumptive but irresistibly alluring restauranteur's wife.
This is the fourth Reginald Hill book I've read and until Exit Lines I can't say I've really enjoyed any of them especially. There is no question that Hill is a skilled storyteller but as I've said before I find his writing geared towards an older, gentler audience.
The fact that this novel was penned almost 25 years ago, when Hill himself was a younger man, may go some way toward explaining why I found this book more to my tastes. Until I read another early piece of his work I won't know for sure so watch this space...
Recommended
304 pages