This story alternates with the narrator, a media reporter to investigate the case while stifling. It happens to be a friend of a politician in vogue, and both continually discuss politics - and incidentally women.
Little action in the novel, then, but a lot of political considerations, historical and literary references and commentary on today's France.
Obviously, Eric Zemmour masters his subject and can be grateful to him to spare us the conventional discourse of "political correctness." The problem is that I expect it to be a novel work of literature rather than exposed policy. Now here is clearly not the case. On the other hand, the narrator sometimes gives the gravel - without it adds nothing to the novel - and I found it inappropriate and distasteful.
