This is the seventh outing for fictional psychotherapist-cum-detective, Frieda Klein, and I’ve been with her for every one so far. Now that the series has reached Sunday, I wondered whether the authors (Sean French and Nicci Gerard, aka Nicci French) would bring it to a devastating climax, but they seem to be having too much fun or making too much money. The final words of the novel (“Make me disappear”) might suggest we’re at the end of the road, but I don’t think so. Surely we have to have the long-anticipated confrontation between Klein and her nemesis, Dean Reeve?
Like all the earlier titles, Sunday Morning Coming Down is a wonderfully compulsive read. Of course, the plot is implausible and occasionally downright silly, but who cares? Frieda and her friends, not to mention the unseen, menacing presence of Dean Reeve, are as entertaining as ever. I’m already anticipating the next one, but there’s one thing that puzzles me. Now that they’ve run out of days, what will the title be?

