Mistakes from years earlier have forced DCI David Fyfe into a position with the low-profile Fraud Squad. The work is dull, punishment duty. He’s brilliant, but his supervisors are afraid to let him out in public, so shunt him into frauds. It’s boring work, not at all sexy like mainstream CID. A series of drug-related murders has Edinburg (Scotland) on edge and Fyfe is feeling particularly left out. The Chief Constable asks him to look into missing money from the Catholic Church’s accounts. He’d much rather be in on the drugs murders, but he figures a conversation with the Archbishop will be a one and done and maybe he can weasel his way into the hot case. Turns out things are much more complicated than he thought, with tentacles that reach back 10 years and involve him on a personal level.
Fyfe is a complicated character with a fondness for dogs, a wife, a mistress, and … relaxed views … of policing. I like my characters flawed, but he almost falls into the bent category and I’m not sure how I feel about that. I also wonder how he is able to take the dogs on investigations with him and no one says anything. I like that he’s good to his pets, but my agency had rules about transporting other than service dogs in government vehicles and I wonder how he gets away with it and why his bosses aren’t coming down on him.
Those issues aside, I like Fyfe. He gets the job done and he’s good to his employees (and his dogs). The dark and gritty story was well written, the characters dimensional, and the plot held my interest all the way through. I liked watching Fyfe solve the cases and seeing his inner workings. This was a perfect book for the gym, the time on the treadmill flew right by. I will at least read one or two more in the series to see how things turn out. I like my coppers to at least have angst when they behave badly, not glory in it, but there’s something likeable about Fyfe and I want to see what happens next.