I bought this to read, not because of the investigative/whodunnit side, but because of the Roman legion aspect. I’m not much of a crime or thriller reader, so I wasn’t sure what to expect.
What I discovered was that the first Ruso novel is far from a tense, dry, fuddling story. It is more the story of the man, Ruso, and the events that surround him, the array of interesting and bizarre folk that serve alongside. The plot at tantimes seemed almost incidental to me, though that detracted nothing from the book. From about page 3 I was absorbed.
The whole tale is told with a constant, quirky humour that serves to make the whole situation and background more human. Indeed, it is the very humour that defines much of the protagonist’s character.
In short, I loved the book far more than I could ever hope and just cannot wait to see what messes our fave medicus can get involved with next.