DEATH IN A STRANGE COUNTRY
WHEN it comes to crime novels, I think I prefer the British variety over the American ones. But when Donna Leon’s Death in a Strange Country crossed my desk I was intrigued.
I’ve read Bilal Parker with the crimes set in Egypt, the loveable Vish Puri in India, Inspector Singh in Malaysia and David Hewson’s novels set in Rome, but Venice has always captured my imagination.
I devoured it. It is an easy read and it flows so well.
Brunetti is a Commissario of the Venetian Police ( the equivalent of a commissioner or police inspector, as I dust off my rusty Italian) who is dignified in dealing with the overt corruption of his superiors and accepting of the way bureaucracy spins within itself.
You have a young man found in the canal, an American soldier off the base, and so the investigation hits a wall – several, in fact.
But Brunetti quietly and doggedly, keeps searching for answers.
I am a sucker for the poetry of the landscape and Leon paints a masterpiece with this series.
One stroke at a time, one layer at a time, so the more you read, the deeper you go in discovering the characters and corruption within tales of crime and intrigue. + Get your discounted copy of Death in a Strange Country using the coupon below