Lieutenant Roversi's investigations are always nice to read, and this one, the third of the trilogy, is also very pleasant. The plot revolves around the murder of Salvatore Mazzoni, which took place on Christmas day in a small village about twenty kilometers from Sassari, Sardinia, and the story is intricate from the beginning. Roversi is faced with facts that seem to lead in the direction of an accident, but he will be able to recognize small important details that will lead the story down very different paths. Mazzoni, nicknamed Bobore, was a womanizer who had no qualms about conquering other people's wives and who therefore had made quite a few enemies.
Around the main plot, which takes place in Sardinia where Roversi is temporarily on duty, there is also the one that takes place in Bologna, where Flavia Lanzarini, Roversi's friend, has been arrested, for no less than murder.
The writing style is very smooth and there are no excesses, neither in the sense of too splatter nor in the sense of too dull, with a good mix between the various stories that intertwine. It’s always present Roversi's slight feeling of nostalgia for Bologna and for all the friendships he had recently built up there, first of all the one with Luigi Gualandi, who in any case, even from a distance, will help him in this case too. The human part of the Roversi policeman also emerges pleasantly: he does not limit to putting on a uniform and doing his job at the minimum, but instead he wants to get justice done in the most correct and cleanest way possible. A pleasant book, to spend a few hours of relaxation. Three stars.