Summertime, All the Cats Are Bored
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4.5 • 2 Ratings
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Publisher Description
The first Inspector Sebag mystery. “The plot is intricate and tense . . . [A] fantastic French ticking-clock thriller” (Daily Mail).
It’s the middle of a long hot summer on the French Mediterranean shore and the town is teeming with tourists. Sebag and Molino, two tired cops who are being slowly devoured by dull routine and family worries, deal with the day’s misdemeanors and petty complaints at the Perpignan police headquarters. But then a young Dutch woman is found murdered on a beach at Argelès, and another one disappears without a trace in the alleys of the city. Is it a serial killer obsessed with Dutch women? Maybe. The media senses fresh meat and moves in for the feeding frenzy.
Out of the blue, Inspector Gilles Sebag finds himself thrust into the middle of a diabolical game. In order to focus on the matter at hand, he will have to put aside his cares, forget his suspicions about his wife’s unfaithfulness, ignore his heart murmur, and get over his existential angst. But there is more to the case than anyone suspects.
“This is a superlative debut novel from the world of French noir. A perfect beach read.” —La Repubblica
“[An] appealing hero . . . a crime novel très formidable.” —Publishers Weekly (starred review)
“Georget provides great details along with a pace that lets the reader soak up those late-night swims and wine-soaked dinners in the end-of-summer Mediterranean heat.” —Star Tribune
“A stylish debut novel . . . A superior beach read for fans of international crime.” —Booklist
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Exquisite Gallic ennui wafts through France-3 TV news anchorman Georget's first novel, but it doesn't prevent his appealing hero, national police detective Gilles Sebag, from ferreting out the twisted motives of an apparent serial murderer believed to prey on female Dutch tourists in Perpignan, a bewitching Catalan city rife with history and local color. A few years earlier, Sebag dashed his own career hopes by choosing a half-time parental leave; now, fatigued by the "sad reality" of being a cop, he faces the approach of empty-nest-hood, the possibility that the wife he loves is unfaithful, and the one-upmanship of a smooth young officer from Paris. Sebag, a marathoner as well as a cop who finds Kleenex more useful than revolvers, can't get used to breaking his suspects into confession. His patient unraveling of both this tortuous case and his own malaise produces a crime novel tr s formidable.
