Toby, a PR person for a Dublin art gallery, leads a charmed
life. When two burglars break into his
apartment and beat him up severely, his life is shattered. Later, he moves into the ancestral home to
take care of an ailing uncle suffering from terminal brain cancer. When a skeleton is discovered in the back
garden, Toby’s fragile mental state makes it difficult to process the facts of
the case, and his potential role in a history.
This psychological thriller depends on an unreliable narrator and keeps
the reader guessing until nearly the end.
The latest book by the author of The Kite Runner reads like a collection of short stories, but they are all interconnected. The link between stories isn’t always immediately apparent and there are some diversions that take the reader far from Kabul, and sometimes confusingly so (the detour to Greece was interesting, but a bit disconnected from the rest of the storyline, I thought). There were some great narratives—one in particular that I think was worth the whole of the book— a story about Afghani-American cousins, Idris and Timur, who return to Kabul to attempt to regain an ancestral home, abandoned after the Soviet invasion. While Timur goes out and carouses and flaunts his American wealth, Idris spends most of his time showing charity to a young girl in hospital, a victim of an unspeakable act of violence which leaves her in need of surgery in a western nation. Idris, himself a doctor, promises to arrange the needed medical intervention, but when he returns to the US, the...

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