American born, Britain-raised author Jason Webster resides in Spain and was first known as a travel writer. With the creation of Chief Inspector Max Camara, Webster set off in new directions. His first crime novel Or the Bull Kills You, was well received. A Death in Valencia is his second, and my first try with Max.
Webster paints a vivid mural depicting a deeply Catholic, very corrupt city of Valencia on the southern Mediterranean coast – touted as the paella capital of the world. Upon this canvas Webster writes a solid, intriguing mystery that unfolds in an old salt-of-the-earth district down by the port that is under siege from politicians’ dreams of modern legacy projects and developers’ wrecking balls.
Max Camara is chief homicide inspector with the Policia National. Leave aside murderers, Camara’s natural enemies are the Guardia Civil. PN is primarily “liberal”; Guardia is primarily right wing, with historical roots straight to Franco. Max is not categorical, but that’s how it basically divides.
The story starts out as an investigation into the murder of a revered paella chef - possibly over his political opposition to City Hall’s relentless razing of the old port area in favor of concrete towers. It soon evolves into a left/right battle between PN and Guardia, with the kidnapping of a high-profile abortionist at the heart of it. Rogue elements within the Guardia are suspected. It all unfolds on the eve of the Pope’s visit to Valencia in the midst of a stultifying July heat wave. Of course the two threads are tied – it is for Inspector Camara to figure out how and why.
The jumping off point, the murder, finds Max Camara heart-sick over an abortion that personally touched his life – and desperately missing the woman who chose this route, then left him. The story barely gets going when he comes home to find his apartment building, in the targeted district, sunk in the rubble beneath poorly built streets. Thus Max is operating under layers of personal pressure and stress: He’s an open-minded man struggling to accept the fact of a woman’s right to choose. He detests the retro right wing elements pulling strings within the Guardia and at City Hall. He is angry over the loss of a neighbor and her child when the apartment collapses. And he loved the murdered chef’s paella.
Webster creates a colorful supporting cast of cops, both good and bad; denizens of the old quarter that is being systematically destroyed; and self-serving city politicians. Max Camara’s partner Paco Torres provides a good foil to Max’s dilemmas. Max’s anarchist grandpa Hilario is a great spiritual adviser to a messed up policeman with too much pressure from too many different directions. Hilario is only ever a voice on the telephone, but their chats are perfect for dark, realistic humor and good advice. One wishes there was more of Hilario – like his name, he is quite funny. He adds refreshing dimension.
Still, Max Camara’s personal flaws keep him interesting - in many ways, more interesting than the plot. Though it touches on several topical issues and perspectives defining modern Spain, the plot is curiously “meat and potatoes” - i.e., strong in its elements, and deftly woven; but the manner in which this story plays out is something you’ve read before. Or more likely seen. Yes, for me this another mystery novel that seems too much like a movie I’ve seen too many times. Which doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy it. But I wanted it to be something different and it wasn’t. Not fair? Sorry.
For me, the most compelling element of A Death in Valencia is the city itself. From a writer's perspective, it is interesting how deeply felt, expertly rendered atmospherics can carry a story. Then again, Webster made his mark as a travel writer. He is a master at seeing the color and the societal topography of Spain. I hope he can reach the same level with his crime fiction – in my opinion, he has not quite got there with this one.
3 stars
I will certainly try Or the Bull Kills You in hopes that I was wrong about my feelings about A Death in Valencia. And I hope there will be more - and more deeply realized - Max Camara mysteries forthcoming. Because I love the colors and flavors of Spain.