I finished Motive, by Jonathan Kellerman. He is still able to keep the Alex Delaware mysteries relevant and fresh and it seemed to me his prose style is more spare and punchy.
About two-thirds through The Secret History. What a twisted tale it is.
And I started The Rings of Saturn, by W G Sebald. This is my second foray into his work, and in this one the narrator is on a walking tour of north east Britain and it is the landmarks and such that send him and the reader of unexpected tangents that are fascinating as well as beautifully written.