I really, really, really wanted to like this book. I just can't. I have read books where the characters are not sympathetic, but they are still interesting and well-written. I have never read a book so full of corrupt, amoral, racist, consumerist, misogynistic men. I does not help that all the characters are broadly portrayed stereotypes, especially the lone American. (His character was just an insult to anyone's intelligence.) I know this was a murder mystery, but the characters in this book were so awful as human beings that I could have cared less if all six suspects rotted in jail for the rest of their life. OK, maybe not all six. They character of Eketi was the only saving grace. When you read the chapters about him, make sure you Google all the terms he uses. When you see photos of amazing dresses, architecture and nature, it really reminds you what a beautiful country India really is, full of rich culture and gorgeous landscapes. Unfortunately, the India Mr. Swarup writes about is seedy and corrupt and left a bad taste in my mouth.