I'm annoyed with this book. It starts off with a proposition that one of three men we will meet in the course of the book "set off from his home last night, at about 11.30 to kill Laura Salinas." But nobody kills Laura Salinas in this book. No one even attempts to kill her and - she doesn't die. Someone else dies, but we know exactly who killed him. So why suggest that someone is out to kill another character? It's extraordinary, almost as if the writer has forgotten he wrote the prologue telling us who was going to be killed, and got caught up in another story entirely.
Benjamin Prado likes stories, he likes his protagonists to tell stories and he likes to hover at the edge of stories, such as what it's like to be the vet in charge of killing pigeons - nasty dirty things that he shoves in a gas chamber. The three main characters are a group of men who meet up regularly in a drinking club. They all have additional stories, as well as the central one, and they enjoy the mixture of invention, supposition and alcohol. The reader is challenged to guess which one is the murderer. But then the murder itself is described in detail. Confusions abound when trying to work out what was intended; but there is actually no confusion at all in the plot. All but one of the characters goes to prison in the end, which precludes the notion that maybe Laura Salinas was going to be killed outside of the plot in an act of revenge for her activities. This would only hold up if the murderer was going to break into a woman's prison to do it. But first he'd have to break out of his own prison cell. Strange, unsatisfying, even a bit ludicrous. Prado's writing style is declamatory, sinister and not actually very good. No doubt it reads better in its original Spanish.