Ah man, Rebus is Rebus is Rebus. It either does it for you at that moment, or it doesn’t.
So yeah, there’s lots of Scotland and scotch and weather; there’s dead bodies (female) and there’s chuntering his way up and down the A9; there’s police procedural stuff and there’s yer man who is willing to bend the rules to get results; and there are hunches to be followed; and lonely drinking.
And the best thing about this one is that it is set mainly in the far NW of Scotland, where I’ve been on holiday and now want to go back.
Oh, and Rebus isn’t a copper any more, he’s a civilian brought back in as some sort of cold-case consultant.
Comfy slippers.
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