To completely and utterly misquote South Park, 'Oh my god, they killed Santa!' Yes, folks, this is not a sweet take on a festive classic starring Bing Crosby, and this is no sweet Christmas tale to be sharing with the kiddies. It seems someone in Stoke had it in for dear old Santa Claus, and it's up to Tyler and Mills to find out the who, what and why of it all. It is so nice being back in their company, even if the untimely demise of one of the festive season's most iconic characters does put a bit of a downer on the celebrations, especially for the myriad suspects who fall into Tyler's line of sight.
This story is packed with mystery and misdirection. There seemed to be no end of suspects who might have wanted to see the books victim dead, but perhaps only one clear motive, at least in the beginning. Mark Fowler does a grand job in leading his detectives, and us readers, up and down the garden path, in the case of Tyler and Mills quite literally, and particularly for one suspect. Conflict between suspects, a group with some unexpected connections, adds to the many questions that arise as the investigation gathers pace and this really had me hooked into the story and turning the pages at pace.
I like how the story also delves into Tyler’s backstory a little, backed by his continued conflict with people in authority, the one exception being his boss, Chief Super ‘In A Nutshell’ Berkins, and his constant battle with the demons of his past, especially given the emotions of the festive season. Mills, by contrast, is facing a very different kind of battle - a tug of love between his beloved Mrs Mills, and his equally beloved stash of mince pies and other assorted treats. Can either man save themself from the many temptations placed in their path? Well, that’s for you to find out.
I love the humour between the two lead coppers in this series. Not your tankard banter, and although it can at times seem quite taught, there is a great respect and camaraderie between them that really shines in the stories. As does the author’s, and Mills’ love for the home city of Stoke, contrasting the glitzy, and the less respectable, sides of the city, using it to contrast between the haves and have nots amongst the suspects. Those with the power and influence use it to subvert the investigation, and it creates many questions about the motives for their evasiveness. But is it guilt and, if so, guilt about what?
There is another bit of surprise in this story, one that leaves us readers with a small sense of hope for the haunted Tyler, and a possibility of salvation for what might otherwise have been a rather subdued Christmas. Do the team get their killer? Well, read the book and you can find out. Book eight, but still as much fun as the earlier books. It can be read as a standalone, but I think you’d appreciate the characters and their particular brand of kinship more if you start from the beginning.