‘His artistry is supreme’ John Banville It was as if suddenly, long ago, life had stopped here, not the life of the man lying on the bed but the life of the house, the life of its world, and even the factory chimney that could be seen through the curtains looked obsolete and absurd.A once-wealthy family closes ranks when one of their own is shot, leaving Maigret – along with a troublesome new magistrate – to pick his way through their secrets.’One of the greatest writers of our time’ Sunday Times