by Peter Robinson
It seems to me that an inordinate amount of police procedural mysteries have to do with crimes against women and children. Perhaps this mirrors real life, but it doesn't make them any easier for me to read. Yet I do. Some. What happens is that I get to know and care about the main characters, and continue with them no matter how grisly the cases. There are some I have really liked and still couldn't read further - Dennis Lehane's series comes to mind - but there are other series I do stay with and one of them is the Peter Robinson's Inspector Banks mysteries. I have read a few of the later books, and decided to go back and start at the beginning. In this first book, we find out he has moved to Yorkshire with his wife and two children for a quieter life, and of course, what does he find but a peeping tom and gross young robbers and a killer of an old woman! I so like the sleuth and the locale, and have already started the second in the series.
Here's a fact I found amazing: in this fictional town of 14,000, there are 57 pubs!!