Easily the least exciting mystery/thriller I've ever read, redeemed only because Brian Stableford stuffed this book full of interesting ideas about overpopulation, how populations react until crisis, biowarfare, and - surprisingly enough - an interesting take on how radical feminists will react until these circumstances.
The Cassandra Complex is a strange book, both a prequel and a beginning to the Emorality series, which is a sequence of novels that explore the future of humanity, when we've invented a concept known as emorality and spread it to every living human. Emortality is essentially immortality - people can live forever and stay young! - except that it's not true immortality - you can get hurt, you can die. Just not from aging. In Inherit the Earth, the central question was: now that everyone can live forever, who gets to, ahem, inherit the Earth? Who has to leave it? What happens as the population continues to grow and no one's getting older?
But that book has the same problem this one does: it's a collection of incredible ideas and questions and setting development bound by a not-very-good thriller plot.
In the Cassandra Complex, a forensic scientist is woken up in the middle of the night to find masked intruders stealing everything they can from her desk and computer. They almost shoot her, and threaten her. They also reveal that her ex-boyfriend, a prominent scientist, has been kidnapped because he's kept a secret from her.
The plot of the book follows the next few days in the whirlwind investigation/rescue - the British secret service get involved because they think Miller's been working on biowarfare stuff, and that's important because in the background, the world is also undergoing biowarfare. There are hyperflus, and in less developed countries people are dying by the droves. (This is cool! This is awful! Except that it's never more than mentioned and we don't get to spend time exploring these hyperflus. Stableford....)
So. It's the 2040s~ and people wear smart clothes that keep them safe from germs and they can resist stains and so on. Emortality hasn't been invented yet, biowarfare is happening and people in Britain are trying to live like everything's normal, that the end of the world isn't nigh. This is the cool stuff in this book: the glimpses at this society and how it works, whenever the plot isn't occupied with the bland mechanisms of interviewing suspects and inter-police squabbling and the protagonist trying to piece together the clues. I'm sorry, Stableford, but you can't maintain tension. His writing skills just aren't up for it - he's a thousand times better with other plots and other settings, but this was a whiff.
Anyways, for all of my complaining, this book does raise itself from a 1 or 2 star affair to a 3 because of several factors: each (long) chapter has a flashback sequence at the end, where the protagonist spends time talking to her scientist coworkers (and the kidnapped ex) and this is where the book shines: they discuss overpopulation, animal experimentation, etc etc - it's so neat! Because the plot isn't butting in to slow things down, the ideas get to shine and you the reader get to have fun considering them.
Finally, as the plot winds to a climax (and the radical feminists take central stage, which - they're bizarre, but it's an interesting depiction of 'em. I was surprised, because I was nervous with a male writer depicting feminists, but he does well! No sexism that I could see, outside of their obvious radical tendencies.) and all of the mysteries are untangled - this is where the book finally really gets good. The big ideas are big, all of the discussions tie together, the character development clicks, and the last hundred pages of this book really sing.
So. It's a bizarre book that I have a hard time recommending, because it's slow and boring except when it's doing the most "boring" thing of all: having the characters sit and talk about things. You can tell that the author is a trained biologist who has spent a lot of his life thinking about these concepts. You can tell that he's worried about our future, without getting preachy.
Weird book. I'd say read this only if you've read Brian Stableford's other stuff and want more, or if you're profoundly interested in his thoughts on overpopulation and so on. If you're not into that, then pick up his Werewolves of London or Serpent's Blood, much better books that have more fun concepts.