My mother lent me this French crime novel from 1966 (translated, obviously). I approached it with a certain amount of trepidation, but actually it had an interestingly twisty (if somewhat far-fetched) plot and a fascinating heroine, and was a compelling read which felt a bit like a cross between Mary Stewart (strange crime-related events happening to a young woman driving alone through France) and Patricia Highsmith (the more psychological thriller aspects).
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