On the same day that retired police inspector Auguste Jovert receives a letter from a woman claiming to be his daughter, he returns to his Paris apartment to find a stranger waiting for him.
That stranger is a Japanese professor called Tadashi Omura. What’s brought him to Jovert’s doorstep is not clear, but then he begins to tell his story – a story of a fractured friendship, lost lovers, orphaned children, and a body left bleeding in the snow.
As Jovert pieces together the puzzle of Omura’s life, he can’t help but draw parallels with his own; for he too has lead a life that’s been extraordinary and dangerous – and based upon a lie.
This book was beautifully written, the language was really lovely. However I did find myself confused at some points. The book seemed to meander through the stories of a number of characters. I didn’t really understand where it was trying to go, some parts of it seemed unnecessary and did nothing to move the plot along. This was made even more confusing by a lack of punctuation when a character was speaking, at some points in a conversation I had no idea which character was talking or even if anyone was actually speaking.
I have to admit I enjoyed this even though it was really quite complicated. It had a number of plot twists that I never saw coming. It did have a number of problems but it was okay. One I would consider reading again.
*I received a copy of this book from Tinder Press in exchange for an honest review.