The nice thing about murder mysteries is that they're easy to read. Sometimes a little too easy; I just want to get to the end even when I should be doing other things. But books like that are nice sometimes, especially if you just need to give yourself a proverbial kick in the reading pants.So it was with Inspector Singh. Reasonably compelling, fairly well-written. I was especially fond of some of the more European turns of phrase that were sprinkled throughout. (The author - and the titular inspector - are from Singapore, which began its life as a British colony.) It wasn't terribly surprising, but it was interesting enough to keep me reading.
Most importantly, it carried a flavor of the place -- that's what I was really looking for. How accurate of a flavor it is, I can't say just yet. But it certainly was a flavor. And the good Inspector Singh's fondness for curry sure did make me hungry!
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