"The Cockroaches" by Jo Nesbo

One of the fun things about this book is that it takes place in Bangkok, which I've visited, so I could relate to some of the scenery and atmosphere. Jo Nesbo certainly has a lot of murder in his books, but I enjoy them enough to read further. One weakness is that I'm pretty sure there is a bit being lost in translation. Sometimes the text is clunky, and it does not help that the translator uses very British terminology/slang, some of which I don't even know or recall ever having seen.