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Summary: There are None so Blind
Review: The novel begins during Easter Week celebrations in Seville. Seville is one of the most beautiful and sophisticated cities in Spain, and it's here that Raul Jimenez, a well-known restaurateur is found bound, gagged and brutally murdered in front of his television, the first of several murders where the victim's eyelids are neatly sliced off, making it impossible for them not to see whatever had been on the screen before they died.Jimenez had a beautiful young wife who had a distant connection to Falcon's father, a famous painter who has been dead for the last couple of years. The fetching widow, whose lover had been located by the police, is the prime suspect, but when Falcon gets a call from someone using a stolen cell phone, he learns something more sinister is at work, especially since the caller seems to know things about the detective's family life that he shouldn't. The caller leads him to discover his father's journals which date to 1932. The diaries reveal that Francisco Falcon was a truely evil man, a heartless killer who had been tortured by a sexual hunger. This isn't easy for Falcon to digest and he finally seeks counseling from a blind analyst as suffers a complete emotional breakdown that takes him off the case. However that doesn't stop him from continuing to wade through his father's journals and to try to connect his discoveries to the bloody murders. Mr. Wilson has written a brilliant psychological thriller, heightened by his talent for drawing his readers into his character's minds, which makes this novel both an intellectual as well as a frightening, experience and a book you won't soon forget.
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Summary: A sense of place, history and an absorbing story
Review: This was my introduction to Robert Wilson. I had just returned from Seville, and a friend gave me his copy and insisted I read it. Quickly, I found myself back in the same streets and beside the Guadalquivir. The story was turgid at first and then absorbing; Wilson gives us murder mystery, Spanish history, the atmosphere of southern Spain and North Africa, and perhaps something of what it means to be a Sevilliano(a). He weaves it all together deftly, entertainingly, and I will now read more of his ouvre.
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