I was predisposed to dislike Detective Jackson Brodie based on his trendy 90s-parent name, throw in the fact that he's a divorced ex-cop working as a private investigator; he's begins this week's book in the red on the likability scale. But Kate Atkinson manages to weave the stories of her three Case Histories so deftly, that by the time you read the fourth case history, I was cheering him on.
The book's title comes from police cases decades apart, occurring to three hugely disparate families, that Atkinson (through the detective skills of Jackson Brodie) knits together seamlessly. And everything you assumed is false. One of the better books I've read in months.