"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
When a mild-mannered accountant is brutally murdered, Inspector Banks is called in to investigate. It's a difficult case--the more Banks learns about the victim, Keith Rothwell, the more apparent it becomes that he was not at all what he seemed to be. Beneath the placid veneer lay a secret life of deception, sex and violence. The case takes yet another unexpected twist when Banks's old sparring partner, DS Richard "Dirty Dick" Burgess, turns up from the Yard. Haunted by his attraction to one of the suspects, a beautiful young classical musician, Banks finds himself racing against time as the killers seem to be dogging his footsteps. Only after he pits his job against his sense of justice does he discover the truth. And the truth leads him to one of the most difficult decisions of his career.
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