What had until recently been a police sergeant is now lying at Ghote's feet bleeding its last. An accident it may have been, but Ghote saw exactly what happened, and it's his duty to arrest the killer. Isn't it? Or can the inspector better serve his beloved police force by disposing of the body, by concealing a crime? And if he does, will he manage to keep his terrible secret?
As an Inquiry begins beneath the first torrents of monsoon rain - will he even want to?
Utterly loveable...Ghote is one of the great creations of detective fiction