Ruth Rendell writing as Barbara Vine

In the past few months I've read a couple of Barbara Vine "psychological thrillers" : "The Minotaur", and "The Chimney Sweeper's Boy". On balance, I preferred the more highly-evolved plot of the the latter, but both exhibit masterful female insight into the minds of men and women, and what W B Yeats described as "the rag and bone shop of the human heart".