I would like to thank Netgalley and Endeavour Press for a review copy of No Tme To Kill, a murder mystery set in Cala Felix, Northern Spain and originally published in 1972.
Cala Felix is, at the end of the season, host to a variety of English visitors, a tour group at the hotel and various others who either rent or own the villas beside the hotel. When three people are killed in the sea, a writer and a couple in a boat, the police are unsure if it is an accident or murder. The reader knows it is murder as the scene is described minus the name of the perpetrator. Inspector Borges is sent to investigate further. Throughout most of the novel he concentrates on the death of the couple and who had motive while the reader is aware that they are collateral damage in the death of the writer. It is only nearing the end that he focuses on the truth.
Where to start? Giving the reader a description of the murder makes all the discussion about the couple, Clarice and Eldred's, wills and inheritors superfluous and rather boring in light of this knowledge. It also made the perpetrator and his motive fairly obvious. I also think that while all the alibi timings, on which much of the mystery hangs, might have been ingenious in 1972, although they have a real whiff of Agatha Christie about them, they are blindingly obvious in 2016. And poor Millie, a young lady who likes sex, is labelled a nymphomaniac - do any young people even know what that is nowadays?
No Time To Kill is a pleasant, rather formulaic murder mystery. It is showing its age but that doesn't prevent it being an easy way to pass a few hours.