I adore this author’s Eddie Collins series, so want to read everything else he’s written. I’ve had this a while, having got it for free, possibly by joining the mailing list, or maybe just from Amazon. I was leery that his earlier work wouldn’t be as good as his more recent offerings. Sadly, this proved to be true.
Set in Wakefield, Yorkshire in 1999 - I’m not sure if this reflects when it was written or if it was deliberately set in a more primitive era for forensics - this features Roger Conniston, an experienced Crime Scene technician, married to Yvonne, who is crippled with rheumatoid arthritis. Roger is having an affair with the Occy Health counsellor he’s seeing about the stress of his possible promotion, which he only wants to live up to the expectations of his horrible dead Dad, and nightmares about dead bodies having devoted himself excessively to his work.
His best friend and senior colleague Chris is also in line for the job, and while Roger naively thinks the best man will win, and that they can still be friends, Chris is convinced the job is his and doesn’t care if that’s the end of their friendship. Roger spends his free time stalking a corrupt Detective Inspector, Weston, that he previously tried to have arrested for gun dealing. When two young women are murdered and the evidence points to Roger himself, he’s sure Weston has framed in in revenge, and Roger will have to use his skills to prove his innocence.
This was a well written atmospheric thriller that features Crime Scene examination and evidence recovery techniques at a level of detail that I found fascinating but might be too much for some readers, and a protagonist who was difficult to warm to. There were few likeable characters, in fact, and the only humour the constant insults colleagues hurl at one another. The constant grime, stink and run down buildings, and the incessantly atrocious weather, were pretty depressing too.
I found it hard to believe that people who have worked with Roger for nearly ten years are so quick to believe he’s a serial killer and refuse to countenance that evidence could’ve been planted, or that knowing he’s really good at his job, they think he would be so careless as to leave said evidence. For a smart guy, Roger comes across as ridiculously naive. The perpetrator, their motivation and methods were so obvious that I spent most of the book hoping to be proved wrong. I was wrong about how it would end though, there’s a bit of a cliffhanger and plenty more to be resolved in the following books, which I do plan to read when I get a chance.
Overall this is still worth a read but if you haven’t read anything else by Andrew Barrett you should definitely try his later books before deciding he’s not for you.