I Saw A Man, by Owen Sheers (Faber, 2015)
Michael Turner is attempting to rebuild his life following the death of his much loved wife. He moves from their cottage in Wales to a house overlooking Hampstead Heath, and eventually befriends his neighbours. Then a tragic event changes everything. That plot outline sounds cliched, and it would be if Owen Sheers had told the story in a conventional way, but through his extremely clever foreshadowing, flashbacks and subplots, he creates an almost unbearable tension. The book is vaguely reminiscent of Ian McEwen's Saturday, and is at least as satisfying and convincing. Exploring guilt, loyalty, friendship and violence against a backdrop of the shocking contrast between drone warfare and banal domesticity, this is a very contemporary moral tale.