Bermondsey is one of those areas that has been raped twice – once by the Luftwaffe and then by architects in the seventies who put up Stalinesque tower blocks and concrete housing estates. It’s like seeing a set of healthy teeth riddled with fillings.
Lost is the 2nd in the thriller series set in England starring psychologist Professor Joe O’Loughlin - "The Suspect” in the title of the first book who was investigated by DI Vincent Ruiz. Here the roles are reversed: opening with Ruiz being rescued, clinging to a buoy in the Thames, a bullet hole in his thigh, a second bullet having severed his ring finger, suffering from Transient Global Amnesia but obsessed with finding a young girl who disappeared three years earlier, a man jailed over her abduction, the body never found.
Perhaps this one should have a warning attached – “not to be read by hypochondriacs” as, in addition to bullet holes and amnesia, there is O’Loughlin’s Parkinson’s disease, broken vertebrae, a minor character (Stevie) suffering from Tourette’s syndrome shouting obscenities, and advice to cover any cuts on the skin before wading through London’s sewers to avoid Weil’s disease (leptospirosis), transmitted though rat’s urine.
Sometimes an author’s earlier works disappoint, but add in missing diamonds, a ruthless Russian-born businessman, a young Sikh police detective sidelined to the diplomatic protection squad, and you have Australian Michael Robotham, (former London journalist and ghost writer), at his best: riveting drama, clever dialogue, casting a jaundiced eye over the London landscape, and incidental characters.
Turning away from Stevie, I knock three times on the pub door. A chair scrapes and the door opens a few inches. A large woman with nicotine-coloured hair, lacquered to concrete, regards me suspiciously. She is wearing a furry yellow pullover and black leggings that make her look like an oversized duckling.
First published in 2005 - six years’ ahead of the debut of Ben Aaronovitch’s classic “Rivers of London” series, Ruiz is guided along “the final frontier” of London’s underground rivers and sewers by Weatherman Pete, “Moley” and other misfits as he searches for the truth and to fill gaps in his memory. Well recommended.