Spotify has the ability to create a playlist of stuff you’ve listened to the most over the past year. It’s interesting to look at what I’ve been listening to (and always amusing to see Cecilia Bartoli next to Necro…)
When I was a teenager, Mozart’s Laudate Dominum was the only piece I could play on the piano that wasn’t something I’d made up. It had the dual advantage of being fun to play and also good to sing, and although I’ve long forgotten how to play it (something I intend to rectify), I do sometimes like to belt it out in my living room.
I picked this book up from my local charity shop along with my usual mixture of Sue Grafton and Tess Gerritsen. It sounded a bit like Broken by Karin Fossum, one of my favourite novels: an interesting crime thriller with a literary twist.
The opera singer Sophia Siméonidis wakes up one morning to discover that a tree has appeared overnight in the garden of her Paris house. Intrigued and unnerved, she turns to her neighbours: Vandoosler, an ex-cop, and three impecunious historians, Mathias, Marc and Lucien – the three evangelists. They agree to dig around the tree and see if something has been buried there. They find nothing but soil.
A few weeks later, Sophia disappears and her body is found burned to ashes in a car. Who killed the opera singer? Her husband, her ex-lover, her best friend, her niece? They all seem to have a motive.
Vandoosler and the three evangelists set out to find the truth.
Well, any book that uses the word ‘impecunious’ in the blurb is definitely worth a look, right? And Vargas’ novel was a fun read, though I guessed the twist quite early on.
The characters are well-developed and the relationships play out with the kind of dry humour that befits a retired, disgraced policeman like Vandoosler. I enjoyed the historical references and the slightly overblown way the characters were introduced. The story itself wasn’t so tantalising, from my point of view, but it’s still worth reading for the characterisation and the general feel of the book.
Not a quick summer read, more of a ‘curl up in an armchair with a hearty bowl of soup and some crusty bread’ book.