"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
Strange things are happening in the remote village of Hadley Dale. Without warning, a TV crew invades the district to shoot a commercial. Without reason, tales of extra-terrestrial sightings spring up. And without a clue, Matthew Longdens robust housekeeper friend disappears in the same way his wife did five years ago. Assigned to find the missing woman, the unpredictable Mosley bicycles through the Lancashire countryside. Side-tracked by TV mischief-makers, cricket matches, and rumours of a buried body. Mosley is stopped in his leisurely tracks by a shocking death. By prying information from the locals and raising hackles at headquarters, deceptively brilliant Mosley soon unravels an intricate tapestry of delusions, disappearances, and death to neatly tie up a most malicious murder. Here is the eagerly awaited sequel to Murder, Mr Mosley, the kind of solid, sophisticated and adroitly plotted mystery that British authors do supremely well . . . A rare good time. Publishers Weekly John Greenwood . . . makes Inspector Mosley a very real human being, one with genuine authority despite his rural ways, one who has the instincts of a bulldog and . . . and occasional bite of sardonic humor New York Times /p>
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