A fun crime novel with no mystery to it. We spend the first half of the novel with George Surridge, a man of middling competency and morality, and we see how his situation slowly but surely leads him to commit a crime. And then, just when I really got sick of hearing George's point of view (he's not super bright, that one), we switch to the point of view of Inspector French, who reopens the case and investigates what was ruled an accident as a murder. It's so well-written that I found the time with the detective delightful even though I already knew the answers. And the switch to the detective came just when I was despairing of any admirable, relatable characters in the story.
All in all a fun read, and an interesting variation on the mystery read.
I got a free copy of this from Net Galley.