It’s the kind of conundrum golden age crime writers used to revel in, and the young man who witnesses her fall finds himself under suspicion in what looks like an old-fashioned murder mystery. But Bussi’s novel is set firmly in the 21st century, much of it consisting of diary entries by the witness, Jamal Salaoui, who is acutely aware of how the police see his French-Arab background. His discovery of a similar murder on the same cliff a decade earlier leads him into a labyrinth as exhilarating as anything in Bussi’s breakthrough novel, After the Crash.
Perhaps Jamal — a madman? A scapegoat? — isn’t telling stories, but Michel Bussi, one of the leading lights of modern French crime fiction, most certainly is. Like his confreres, Pierre Lemaitre and Fred Vargas, you never know what he is going to write next. Never Forget wittily explodes the whole concept of the serial killer subgenre. The result is outrageously entertaining.