Wexford had never told anyone. The strange relationship, if it could
be called that, had gone on for years, decades, and he had never
breathed a word about it. He had kept silent because he knew no one
would believe him. None of it could be proved, not the stalking, not the
stares or the conspiratorial smiles, not the killings, not any of the
signs Targo had made because he knew Wexford knew and could do nothing
about it.'
Chief Inspector Wexford had almost made up
his mind that he would never again set eyes on Eric Targo's short,
muscular figure. And yet there he was, back in Kingsmarkham, still with
that cocky, strutting walk.
Years earlier, when Wexford
was a young police officer, a woman called Elsie Carroll had been found
strangled in her bedroom. Although many had their suspicions that her
husband was guilty, no one was convicted.
Another woman
was strangled shortly afterwards, and every personal and professional
instinct told Wexford that the killer was still at large. And it was
Eric Targo. A psychopath who would kill again...
As the
Chief Inspector investigates a new case, Ruth Rendell looks back to the
beginning of Wexford's career, even to his courtship of the woman who
would become his wife. The past is a haunted place, with clues and
passions that leave an indelible imprint on the here and now.
This book has been on mt TBR list for about a year as I bought it on my way home from Christmas holiday in January. And finally I have read it.
Absolutely not my favorite Ruth Rendell book. It vas slow going, it has taken me a good month to get through these 304 pages. It just was not interesting at all. It changed a bit about halfway through and I did not foresee the way the plot went.
So all in all ok but unless you are a big Wexford fan I can not really recommend this book.
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