I always want to be sure to leave a positive review when a book was delightful, but other reviewers didn’t like it. This was the case here!
I love a good cosy crime, and I felt this book was right on point. The main character is Kommissar Leblanc, a charming man who works as a police officer in the small town(s) of Deauville-Trouville, in Normandy, France. The story moves along at a pleasant pace, and the story itself is interesting but not too gruesome.
The book begins with a local man’s body washing up on the shore, found by a woman named Marie while walking her dog. Marie runs a small bed and breakfast out of her house, now that her children have grown up and moved out. Marie was romantically involved with Kommissar Leblanc for a time.
The actual case involves a man whose body washed up on the shore who, the autopsy reveals, did not die of drowning, but rather seems to have died from a wound to the the back of the head. It could be an accidental death, but Leblanc is not willing to draw that conclusion without investigating first.
The town Mayor is also up in a tizzy about locals planning to demonstrate to raise awareness of overfishing practices. The mayor wants any demonstrations hushed up and prefers the tourist dollars to flow freely.
I won‘t detail the events of every single chapter, but will say that thought this book was well worth reading. The main character, Jacques Leblanc, is charming and likeable without being flat, and this carried the book. It is a book about Normandy, about an investigation, but the reader bonds with Leblanc himself.
My only complaint is that only the first two of the total five Kommissar Leblanc books, are available in audiobook form.
I want to mention that it’s also important to me that a book is never heavy handed or preachy, and Kommissar Leblanc’s love of traditional French food gives a certain balance to the environmentalist view. Leblanc is somewhat reluctant to see any ugly underbelly of the fishing industry, and the environmentalist view is really not shoved down the reader’s throat either, thank goodness.
There is another thing about this book that made me trust the author: I’ve found that in many modern books, there is an unspoken rule that whenever there is a character with some type of disability or some type of minority status, the reader can immediately rule out that person as the murderer.
(Presumably, an author in 2023 would not dare to write a story where the refugee is the rapist, or the school teacher with multiple sclerosis was the one embezzling money.)
But in this book, you cannot rule out a character that way — this author is willing to go there, which makes for better stories that aren’t overly censored (I’m talking about the second body that shows up.)
This is a German language book, and although my review is in English, no English translation is available.