Trace Elements

This book is like the way people move in the hot summer sun in Venice: leisurely. It starts with the case (that I only recognized as a 'case' because it is mentioned in the blurb) but then it takes Brunetti a third of the book - which equals one day - before he picks up his inquiries. In between there young pickpocketing girls mentioned (I had no clue why that was in there in the first place) and detailled description of every step Brunetti takes, every move he makes, every snack he eats, every room he enters or plaza he crosses or book he opens. I appreciate a sense for detail, but the author should also keep in mind the pace of the story. And this pace was way to slow, which made the whole story a bit boring to me. Although the topic as such is worth a detective story, but it is dwarfed by too much insignificant 'trace elements'.