Another day in Barcelona, another slimy politician’s wife is suspected of infidelity. Lluis Font discovers a portrait of his wife in an exhibition that leads him to conclude he is being cuckolded by the artist. Concerned only about the potential political fallout, he hires twins Eduard and Pep, private detectives with a supposed knack for helping the wealthy with their dirty laundry. Their office is adorned with false doors leading to nonexistent private rooms, a mysterious secretary who is always away, and a broken laptop computer picked up on the street. The case turns ugly when Font’s wife is found poisoned by amarron glace from a box of sweets delivered anonymously.

This is a deftly plotted, bitingly funny mystery novel. A satire of Catalan politics and a fascinating insight into the life and habits of Barcelona’s inhabitants, diurnal and nocturnal.

A scathing satire of Spanish society, hilarious dialogue, all beautifully dressed up as a crime novel. -Krimi-Couch

A first novel that’s spread like wildfire by word of mouth. -El Avui

Teresa Solana is great proof of the vitality of the roman noir in Catalan… . A wonderfully ironic hymn to the city of Barcelona. -Diari de Balears