**'The father of contemporary European detective fiction' Ann Cleeves** _'Leaning on the banisters, Madame Maigret watched her husband going heavily downstairs . . . what the newspapers didn't know was how much energy he put into trying to understand, how much he concentrated during certain invest
Maigret and the loner
โ Scribed by Georges Simenon
- Publisher
- Penguin Books Ltd
- Year
- 2019
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 282 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- City
- France;Paris
- ISBN
- 0241304350
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โฆ Synopsis
'The father of contemporary European detective fiction' Ann Cleeves
**** 'People who've been here a long time have been talking about him. This morning, when I was having my coffee and croissants, it was all they were talking about. The old folks, even the middle-aged people, remember him and can't understand how he could have become a tramp. Apparently he was a good-looking man, tall and strong, who had a good profession and made a very decent living. And yet he vanished overnight without saying a word to anyone.'
The death of a homeless man in a condemned building in Les Halles leads Maigret on the trail of the vagrant's mysterious past, and an event that happened years ago in the close-knit community of Montmartre.
'His artistry is supreme' John Banville
'One of the greatest writers of the twentieth century' Guardian
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