The place is Central Europe, in a city left unnamed. The time is the present, more or less. The private investigator is Jonathan, an Englishman, settled there with his wife Sarah and his young daughter Jenny. It’s summer; the oppressive heat is relentless and the entropic city is a hotbed of political unrest. Riot police chase mobs of people wearing multicoloured Pussy Riot style balaclavas through the streets. The air is thick and unstable.   It’s the perfect setting for a noir thriller, and I was eager to wade in. The novel’s beginning feels familiar: Jonathan and his two assistants, … Continue reading THE DROWNED DETECTIVE