What a fantastic read. I’m a great fan of the mystery / thriller genre, but have never come across Tim Weaver before. A big thank you to real Readers. This is his fourth book, each featuring David Raker, a journalist who specialises in finding people who have disappeared. This time he is looking for a family of four at the behest of the girl friend of his teens. The family left their house the year before leaving a Marie Celeste situation behind them and the police have drawn a blank. What David Raker uncovers are frightening situations and very dangerous people, everything stemming from a historical and totally evil event of over sixty years before. Interspersed through the book are flash back chapters, clearly denoted by italic print. The first is nineteen months previously, gradually working forward to five months before the current action and they give some clues as to what might really be happening. I’m not a fan of the retrospective method of story telling, but in this case it works. The action in the present day is situated in Devon, around the Start Bay area and to a much lesser extent in Las Vegas.
To learn that the author is himself a journalist is no surprise. He has a way with words which adds so much more to the suspense and thrill. He has an ability to paint a background in words that sends a shiver down the spine before the action even begins, e g when talking about the abandoned village of Miln Cross, “windows like the eyes of a skull, doorways like widening jaws, black and hermetic”. In view of what is subsequently found in the village this description proves to be so apt. There are four pages describing a deserted, decaying farm house in the middle of Dartmoor in the mist and rain. “The whole house was dying slowly and painfully, as if it were a real living thing”. This could be equally applicable to the person existing within it. For almost a complete chapter the reader is walked around the outside, then the inside. By the end I knew that I could smell it, feel it. A lesser writer would have dealt with the scene in a few lines. The very first lines of the book are a description of the sun setting over the desert around Las Vegas. “ The sky bleached yellow, like an old bruise”. Nothing pleasant or romantic about that. This wordsmith gives so much more to his writing than that of most thriller, action writers.
It’s normal to have a dramatic backdrop for the showdown between the hero and the villain in a thriller, but Tim Weaver’s choice of place this time is in a class of its own. He takes the menace and horror of the setting to a new level. And the reader barely has time to recover from this when the shock revelations and secrets continue right to the end. I finished reading with the same sense of loss that you should always feel on the completion of a really good book. But at least I have the three previous novels to catch up on. If you enjoy a well written, well plotted mystery thriller with action and a strong sense of place this edge of your seat page turner is for you.