Detective story with thick Indian flavour. Not being an Indian nor having been living there I can't say how authentic the story is compared to Delhi's everyday life. It is interesting and even halfway gripping at the end (not meant to be a critic, after all you won't say christie's story to be gripping or thrilling). I'm a bit leary of how Tarquin Hall tried to fool reader into thinking that Puri is after the same as other men and have an affair at the side. Also I would be glad if I don't have to read the phrase "Puri's operative" ever again. The nicknames are really amusing though, several time I have to pause reading Handbrake as the handbrake instead of Puri's driver.