Blood at the Root, by Peter Robinson, is the 9th in his
Inspector Banks mystery series. I don't like to admit it really, but a male author's perspective is frequently coming directly from Mars (just my personal opinion here) and I often find the writing of women more simpatico. It would be obvious to most why Banks' marriage is
failing. The real mystery is the length of time his wife put up with things. But his problems, marital, and job related tend to get in the way
of the murder solve, and there is a lack of real resolution at the
end. We're supposed to read the next book apparently. All that aside, I know some of you are total Peter Robinson fans, and actually the plot was quite intriguing with the supposed "good boy" turning out to be something else altogether. Neo Nazis, race riots and drug exporting behind it all.
As the Publisher's blurb says:
"In
the long shadows of an alley a young man is murdered by an unknown
assailant. The shattering echoes of his death will be felt throughout a
small provincial community on the edge—because the victim was far from
innocent, a youth whose sordid secret life was a tangle of bewildering
contradictions. Now a dedicated policeman beset by his own tormenting
demons must follow the leads into the darkest corners of the human mind
in order to catch a killer."
