by Sadie Jones.

Not about snakes. Not really. Literally. Okay. Maybe a couple. And a skin. Mostly about bad parents (snakes). Rich slum-lord developer British patriarch and his slithering beauty of a wife. Racist gendarmerie in France. Inept, too. A ramshackle hotel. A mystery with a few red herrings. A dysfunctionally banal couple. Pretty cliché. But hey. It’s summer. A pretty good read. If you don’t like happy endings.