The King of Cosy Crime has moved away from the detective story set in rural England to an international thriller. But he was done a good job of keeping the cosiness; the likeable characters are still there and it is still quintessentially English (in a good way). The light humour remains very entertaining. The plot is convoluted, not always in a good way, but strangely enough that doesn't seem to matter. The cat called Trouble is a high point. This book is very much about the journey of reading it rather than the destination of finding out who did it.