Good old Lorimer, eh? Bless his couthy socks, no doubt newly darned by faithful Maggie, his long suffering wee wifey. She's just made some pancakes by the way, they're as flat as the characters in this book. Sorry, that's a bit harsh - this book is ok, only I'd just finished Nesbo's latest and this was pretty tame by comparison. So what was wrong? Some of the key scenes just didn't add up. Would a murderer bury key evidence in a copper's garden? Would the spooks arrest a terror suspect at his home but not search the house? Would Lorimer tackle a weightlifter on his tod? And anyway, is it believable a group of tartan terrorists would target the games? Em, no. It's also told in a somewhat didactic manner. Don't tell me stuff, show me through sparkling dialogue. At other times it reads like visitscotland pr. There's no doubt this book deals with weighty issues - trafficking, prostitution, terrorism, but I didn't feel any sense of real danger. Kailyard crime rather than tartan noir. The ending is a bit of a damp squid too. Spoiler alert: the baddies get their comeuppance.