A balmy night in July 1969.
There's a spaceship.
A bloody knife.
And a boy lying dead in the grass.
This is all inextricably linked in my memory.
But let's start at the beginning...
My thoughts: A little boy is murdered during the TV viewing of the moon landing, and forty years later, Ralf is still haunted by the image.
In reality, the whole book takes place in the bar with people talking about that murder, which I thought was weak. I was left unfulfilled and expected more detective work. There was just no thrill.
My rating: 1 star