Bizarre!
I received this book free from the publisher through NetGalley in exchange for a fair and honest review. Written by Mark Roberts and published by Head of Zeus Ltd in 2018, this novel is a police procedural (mostly) that is set in Liverpool, England in the present. The plot is a bit convoluted and improbable, in my view. We think that the protagonist is Detective Chief Inspector (DCI) Eve Clay of the Liverpool Police, but her rank is actually not certain. The plot involves the solution of multiple crimes, including murders and the kidnapping of a young, developmentally-challenged girl who is later mysteriously released. The themes of the story are Nazism, white supremacy, racism and an attempt to sew discord between racial and ethnic groups in the U.K., and around the world.
The bad guys in this story are just plain evil. There is no better way to put it. They have grossly distorted religion and religious teaching in order to rationalize their murderous acts. The particular religion around which this story is centered is Roman Catholicism. Father Aaron is the central religious figure in the story. But is he really what he appears to be? Perhaps, but perhaps not. Eve and her team of investigators quickly focus on a teenage boy with mental health issues, and his two teenage friends. But then the plot begins to twist, and it keeps twisting right up until the end of the story.
The book is filled with an excessive amount of irrelevant minutiae. We are told in nauseating detail about Raymond’s hallucinations. It’s pretty disgusting. Do we really need to know that in order to follow the story? I don’t think so. The narrative is written in a highly stilted manner. The author’s use of adjectives, metaphors and similes often seem inappropriate. I know this novel was written by a British author for a British readership, but I have read enough really good British fiction to know that this book would not be considered good fiction anywhere. Roberts uses way too much minute detail and meaningless description. Perhaps he does it to pad the book’s word count, but it does not contribute to the readability of the novel. It’s mostly pointless. Who cares!? It doesn’t do anything to advance the plot, or to enhance the story.
I found a few inconsistencies in the book. In Chapter 1, for example, we are told that Eve Clay’s police rank is that of Detective Inspector (DI). By Chapter 3, however, we see her introduce herself as DCI (Detective Chief Inspector) Eve Clay. We are not told how she got that quick promotion. We are told repeatedly that it is winter in Liverpool, and that there is frost and ice on the ground. Eve looks out her window and sees “icecapped” rose bushes and that “snow covered every single blade of grass.” Yet, at location #1497 of the Kindle edition of the book, “Jack listened to the music of the garden, the birds in the trees and Father Aaron’s beloved crickets and grasshoppers in the vegetation.” Hmm. I believe that crickets and grasshoppers become dormant in the winter, and could never be heard in vegetation that was covered with frost and ice.
In another instance (location #3316), the author tells us that “She’s been strangled by someone behind her. Two thumbprints on her windpipe, and I’m estimating four fingerprints either side of her neck . . .” Wait a minute! If she had been strangled from behind , how could the thumbprints possibly be found on the FRONT of her neck (the windpipe)? Were the murderer’s hands on backwards? If the thumbprints are on the front of the neck, then the victim was strangled from the front. Right?
Most mystifying of all is the author’s assertion that a character in the book who was wearing a flak jacket was able to remain standing and uninjured after being shot multiple times at relatively close range by a Desert Eagle semiautomatic handgun. The Desert Eagle was developed by Magnum Research, Inc. (MRI) and was “notable for chambering the largest centerfire cartridge of any magazine-fed, self-loading pistol.” (Wikipedia) The gun is available in six different cartridge chamber sizes, all of which are magnums. The most commonly seen of these are the .44 Magnum and the .50 Action Express. The .44 has a muzzle energy of up to 1260 ft-lbs, and the .50 AE can have an energy at the muzzle of more than 1600 ft-lbs. Police officers wearing such body armor frequently report being knocked off their feet and suffering heavy bruising from being shot by smaller guns. Yet, this victim suffers no ill effects at all from being shot multiple times by the largest, most powerful handgun in the world. Go figure!
At location #2968, Raymond is in Raymond’s room, and he pulls back the curtains and opens the window as wide as it will go. Then, he sits on the end of Jack’s bed, where Jack’s dog climbs up on his knee. Jack has his own room, which he keeps padlocked so Raymond can’t get in. How did Jack’s bed get into Raymond’s room? We have no idea. At location #3198, some “. . . lying little sluts were trying to exhort money from him.” Sounds like it should be “extort,” right?
I’m sorry, but this is just bad writing. The premise of the story had promise, but the author simply failed to deliver on it. Character development is very thin, even though the author introduces a great many characters, by name, into the narrative. I found the book to be a tedious read, and would not recommend it to anybody. I award only two stars and will be careful not to read any more of this author’s works. You might like it, but I didn’t.