This was unexpected.
I understand that the genre of police fiction is not my forte, and I have no idea what to expect in a police procedural. But I think this was a good thing because this novel didn't seem to be one. It was essentially a character study of two people. Unfortunately, I wasn't overly fond of either of them, despite the Mr Darcy-esque subversion of expectations at the end. I liked the idea that is explored, that Katoomba, while appearing quaint on the surface, is rife with the usual undercurrent of crime. I liked that the story treated its audience like adults and as such didn't need a new horror to occur every chapter to maintain interest.
I wasn't overly keen on the narrator. I found her self righteous and a bit preachy. I didn't like the name 'Paul Raul', but maybe I was pronouncing it wrong.
All in all, I finished it and thought it was OK. The domestic violence angle is one I haven't seen often in fiction, so it was a bit different. And different often means good 👍.