Promoted with the simple, yet effective tagline ‘Wyatt’s been away. Now he’s back’, Garry Disher’s first Wyatt novel in 13 years – called, funnily enough, Wyatt – reacquaints us with the taciturn thief, returned to Melbourne and in dire need of a few quid.

Apparent salvation comes in the form of an acquaintance offering him a major role in a jewel heist. Inevitably, it all goes pear-shaped and our anti-hero finds himself in a mess that he may not be able to clean up.