The Wings of the Sphinx - Andrea Camilleri
In the eleventh book the gears are starting to grind. The plot manages to be both familiar and dreary with - again! - the theme of globalization as racket, with the vulnerable being exploited by the ruthless. Yeh, yeh, we know. Even the meals are not described with usual voluptuousness of previous outings. But then perhaps the love trouble with Livia has put Salvo off his hay. Or maybe it’s me - this novel was after all nominated for various awards.