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The fifteenth Inspector Rebus novel from the SUNDAY TIMES No. 1 bestselling author.
An illegal immigrant is found murdered in an Edinburgh housing scheme. Rebus is drawn into the case, but has other problems: his old police station has closed for business, and his masters want him to retire. But Rebus is stubborn. As he investigates, he must visit an asylum seekers' detention centre, deal with the sleazy Edinburgh underworld, and maybe even fall in love...
Siobhan meanwhile has problems of her own. A teenager has disappeared and Siobhan must help the family, which means getting close to a convicted rapist. Then there's the small matter of the two skeletons found buried beneath a cellar floor in Fleshmarket Close. An elaborate stunt - but whose, and for what purpose? And how can it tie to the murder on the housing-scheme known as Knoxland?
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First published January 1, 2004

Rebus had never seen children in a mortuary before, and the sight of« fended him. This was a place for professionals, for adults, for the widowed. It was a place for unwelcome truths about the human body. It was the antithesis of childhood.This -- even by Rebus' standards -- is a dark book, but we keep finding Rebus pushing back against it. It actually almost seems against his character -- the cynicism and pessimism that is so definitive of him seems frequently absent. That's not a bad thing -- it's just a little strange when you stop and think about it. Of course, there's an easy line to draw between idealism and cynicism, and Rebus has always been an absolutist about justice -- and doesn't let much stand in his way to pursue it. This time there's a lot more injustice that he seems to be targeting. Something about this murder that has gotten under his skin.
Then again, what was childhood to the Yurgii children but confusion and desperation?
Which didn’t stop Rebus pinning one of the guards to the wall. physically, of course, not using his hands. But by dint of placing himself: an intimidating proximity to the man and then inching forward, until the guard had his back to the wall of the waiting area.
“You brought kids here?” Rebus spat.