After reading the plot synopsis on Amazon, I was really looking forward to reading this book.
Unfortunately, the book itself fails to deliver on all levels. After a reasonably bright start it just drifts into mediocrity. This really is the crime novel version of colour-by-numbers (as long as all your colours are grey!).
As many other reviews have pointed out the book falls down on a number of points:
No development of characters, especially it's central character, DI Wagstaffe. We are left to read about what he does, but never find out why.
Written in the present tense. This made the book feel pretty unwieldy.
Every crime novel cliche you care to name.
However, what really annoyed me was DI wagstaffe's repeated breaches of police procedures. These were not the bending of rules used so well by Ian Rankin's Inspector Rebus and Peter Robinson's DI Banks. These were just so numerous and flagrant that they would not have been tolerated in the police force. Pretty farcical stuff really.
All in all, it feels like the author had a good idea for a novel, but gave up on it a quarter of the way through. After reading it, I know how he feels!
I can't really recommend this to other people. You would be better of re-reading a favourite novel than enduring this dross.