2019 police procedural mystery, tartan noir, fourth in the Jack
Logan series. The Glencoe Mountain Rescue Team gets a shout, and
finds a body, but not the one they were looking for.
Well, twice is a pattern: the even-numbered books in this series,
that get away from the standard enigmatic serial killer template, have
simply been more fun than the ones that stick to it. In this case it
looks as if the victim may have been involved in drug smuggling, and
someone tried to hide his identity… but in that case why leave him in
a shallow grave off a footpath where he was certain to be found soon?
Things get more complicated and potentially cross other
investigations, and there's a tragedy for the team (I found the
foreshadowing sadly obvious, even clichéd). Kirk never rises to the
level of a Stuart MacBride, but very few authors do; and if this book
rarely surprises, it also doesn't disappoint. (Though I still think
Unaanu tbg ubyq bs gur qehtf.)
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