You know it’s a good book when you’ve got 20 pages to go and you actually gasp out loud.
Finally finished The Falls last night, and it was wonderful. For those of us who love Inspector Rebus and his city of Edinburgh this makes for an interesting read. Rebus seems increasingly aware of his own mortality in this book; perhaps the years of dealing with death are finally catching up – or maybe his latest interest has opened up a chink in his armour to let them in.
Can’t wait to get my hands on a copy of Resurrection Man now (a phrase used repeatedly through this book) to see exactly was happened to Rebus, Jean and the flat.