I have no idea how this book came to be in my bookcase, but that's where I found it, and it's been the perfect thing, lately. European Noir. I imagine that the book is semi-autobiographical and somewhat personal fantasy. Who the author might have been.
It's charming, and the story is a pretty classic kidnapping plot without any big surprises. And, that's fine. Sometimes knowing what you're getting is nice. It's reassuring.
I like the woman characters in this book. Albert manages to write them like people, and they're no more skilled, well resourced, or attractive than the men in the novel, though they are often all of those things.