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This is the 49th of Mårtenson's Homan novels, which I didn't consider when picking it up. I don't think it matters a lot if you're unfamiliar with the characters beforehand, though there are times when I feel like I'm missing something. I learned a little bit about John Bauer in the book, and I'm a bit curious to learn a bit more about him.

As for the second-most-important thing, the conclusion. I have to say, I'm not exactly impressed with the culprit. I don't want to spoil the ending or the culprit but I did not see that one coming, and not in a good way.

The most important thing is Cleo though. Cleo is the best. Cats are the best, and Cleo is a cat.

I'll try reading some more of these Homan books just for her, though they're not exactly a priority to me, particularly if the other 48 books end in similarly unsatisfactory ways.