A grisly murder on the meteorologically challenged Lewis, the most north westerly spot of Britain, brings Fin Macleod back to his roots.
The narrative shifts between the present and the past and we see Lewis from the eyes of Detective Macleod and, in first person, from his much younger self. The shadow of that past turns out to be involved in the current investigation.
Lots of strange characters here, and lots of strange customs as well. The Outer Hebrides could as well be on another planet but, as in all small communities, there’s a murky undercurrent which threatens to rip many nice, well-ordered lives apart.
This is a page-turning mystery that explores the darkness in our souls, and the difficulty of escaping the past and I really enjoyed it. I read it right through, barely stopping to feed the cat.
I’m eager to read the next novels in the trilogy.
My Amazon link : The Blackhouse: The Lewis Trilogy