In A House of Lies
By Ian Rankin, Orion Fiction, £20
John Rebus clings on, lungs rattling, body raddled. Spinning another Edinburgh tale with the ex-cop as lynchpin isn’t easy, but Rankin succeeds.
His latest isn’t his best (Set In Darkness gets my vote), but the familiar elements line up: sidekicks Siobhan Clarke and Malcolm Fox, arch-nemesis Cafferty, a sort of grizzled, villainous half-brother to Rebus, and Brillo the dog.
A skeleton in an abandoned Polo turns out to belong to a missing gay private investigator. Drugs and cheap exploitation films are involved.
A different case sees Rebus sniffing out a young man jailed for inexplicably murdering his girlfriend.
A good rattling read, let down only by too many unnecessary dialogue modifiers.
Still, it’s always cheering to meet Rebus again, and a hint from Cafferty that Brexit is going to be a crime goldmine suggests more to come.