This book is squarely in the genre of men's suspense/mystery, but it has a unique flavor. There was mention of sex but no description. There was some bad language, but almost no blood and gore, and a surprising low body count. The author spends a lot of time musing about suicide rates for middle aged men, and stereotyping of women as ditzes. There was a sub plot dealing with each of these issues, and I kept expecting them to intersect at some clever way, but they never did. The plot rambled, but the characters were insteresting enough that I stuck to it to the end though I am not putting the next one in the series on hold. (360 p. 2021)
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