It’s long, clichéd, over complicated and in some places rather implausible, but Faletti’s gargantuan I Kill is still my pick for the month. Despite its faults, I really couldn’t put it down and was rather sad when it ended and I had to start reading something else - everything needed for a blockbuster commercial thriller is here. Exotic setting (Monte Carlo), burnt out FBI agent with a tragic past, dogged detective whom no one believes until it’s too late and a particularly nasty serial killer with serious family issues. Throw in some handsome playboys, talk radio, psychotic US army folk, Formula 1 glitz and an autistic boy with a Rain Man-like memory and you have some seriously silly and spectacularly violent fun.

Faletti himself, depending on your source, is either a lawyer, TV star, comedian, pop singer or a combination of all of the above and more. He’s certainly a successful writer – millions of copies of I Kill have been sold in Europe. So what’s not to like?