When a worker goes missing from a North Sea gas platform, DC Smith is flown out to decide if it was an accident, a suicide, or … MURDER.

Like the first two books in this series, I find DC Smith very appealing. Smart. Passionate. A superb detective.

I enjoyed his efforts at trying to pass the annual physical so as not to be turfed out of the Force for old age.

But like the first two books in this series, an interesting premise is developed too slowly for my liking.

AND is DC Smith so consistently incompetent with the many interesting women who seem to throw themselves in his path?