This intriguing mystery is another great page turner from Colin Dexter. Set in the Oxford suburb of Jericho, Morse arrives to find an old flame, Anne, dead, apparently from suicide. Yet all is not as it seems, and soon Morse is cutting through the seedy underbelly of the Oxford bridge society and the publishing world to discover the truth behind this personal tragedy. Erudite as always, Morse is assisted by Wagner, copious pints of bitter, the classics, and the faithful Sargeant Lewis. A great way to avoid commuter hell, or post lecture burnout. Like a Christie, but contemporary, and set among real, relateable prople.