I picked this up at a charity stall for 25 pence and spent half a second glancing at the back-cover blurb and took it to be an English police procedural. In fact, it is a cosy village whodunnit set in Quebec. The police are certainly involved but you don't read much about them plodding through computer files or the SOCOs' painstaking work.
The characters are credible and the author is either insightful about people or just has a great imagination. There are plenty of suspects, clues and red herrings. There isn't as much psychological business as there is in, for instance, most U.S. and Scottish crime thrillers (the ones I've read, anyway). Penny successfully misdirected me away from the culprit(s).
I am a slow reader but galloped through this in about four evenings and immediately ordered the second one in the series. As long as you don't mind your crime novels populated by nice, creative, artistic middle-class people (I don't, as I read this kind of thing for escapism), there is plenty here to enjoy. This one is being made into a film with Nathaniel Parker so that sounds rather like Inspector Lynley being relocated but it will probably be watchable. Now let me go off to Olivier's bistro for a coffee and croissant.