“Lethal White,” the fourth Cormoran Strike mystery, is a big, stuffed-to-the-brim, complicated bouillabaisse of a book, not least because of the busy inner lives of its protagonists. They love it despite how badly it pays and how deleterious it can be to their physical and emotional health. Going undercover, wearing clever disguises, tailing suspects, digging for potential corpses in dark corners of rural England in the middle of the night - they love it all. That may be true, but one of the admirable things about the detectives in question - Cormoran Strike, a heavy-drinking, strangely charismatic, one-legged army veteran with a knack for trouble, and Robin Ellacott, his intrepid assistant-turned-partner - is how much they relish their work. “What a dreadful job you’ve got,” an aggressively unpleasant, possibly homicidal woman sneers toward the end of Robert Galbraith’s latest mystery, “Lethal White.” She is speaking to the two private detectives questioning her about the death of her equally egregious husband.
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