Slacks for Ella Funt

I’m a fan of Rankin’s Inspector Rebus series. Of the renegade detective grown old and discontent genre, his is one of the best. Rebus is a real mess, with drinking problems, a destroyed reputation in the department, and no personal life whatsoever. And Rankin’s Edinburgh is so thoroughly fleshed out that you practically feel like you’ve been there. That said, this isn’t my favorite in the series, and I’m not sure why every mystery writer now feels like they need to do a terrorism related plot.