#21 of 28! This one opens with light-heartedness as usual, and a (rare) and loving appearance from Inspector Salvo Montalbano's long time, long distance love Livia (they usually just fight on the phone), so that was nice. She deserves better from Salvo. And then there's goofball Cat(erella), with his abuse of language, but the lightness is a set up for one of Camilleri's darkest volumes (and he speaks of the difficulty of writing this one in an afterword; he wrote it years before and kept revising it to his satisfaction). The title is an indication of the kind of people we are dealing with, when the crime occurs: The story is about a wealthy older man, found shot. But he's not someone we would have liked; he has had for years an endless string of early-twenties lovers he initially seems to take care of financially but then he blackmails some of them to keep them available. His son and daughter resent him for these relationships, fearing the loss of their share of his will. We don't like any of these people, finally.
So many people wanted this guy to die, for good reason. And then, if the story weren't miserable enough, it turns downright disturbing, as we find out some family back story, though I won't name exactly how. But after the sweet lovemaking between Salvo and Livia in the opening, so much of the story deals with sexual obsession and perversity, which Camilleri tries to rescue by trying to convince us that some of the sexual obsessions of various characters (such as the prosecutor) are somewhat comical, but this strategy fails, to my mind.