Burying Jericho by William Hussey.
I’ve been eagerly awaiting the third book in the Scott Jericho series since reading the first two (Killing Jericho and Jericho’s Dead) around this time last year. And wow, it was worth the wait.
Hussey has created something truly unique and special in the Jericho series. Scott is a new kind of (anti?)hero, a Travelling Showman and casually, yet unapologetically, gay. His background deeply informs how he reacts to, and interacts with the world around him, giving him innate detective skills, a mistrust of authority, and a deep sympathy for the underdog. Being gay plays a significant part in who he is and how he views the world too, but his sexuality is just part of this complex, flawed, brilliant man.
In this book, Jericho is a shadow of his former self physically, having been in a coma following his last case. Emotionally, he’s more open, sharing more things with his partner, Harry, and finally allowing Harry (albeit reluctantly) into the darker side of his life.
Jericho is recruited by former boss, mobster Mark Noonan to find out what happened to a young man called Wesley, who went missing in the small town of Fenchurch in Norfolk. Scott owes Mark a favour, so reluctantly goes.
Hussey masterfully evokes Fenchurch, so powerfully that you feel you’re walking the streets of the town alongside Scott. There’s a creepy waxworks, a local ‘wise woman’, and some mysterious Ravens. And a mysterious hooded figure pursing Scott (yikes).
What I love about all three Jericho books is the Gothic, creepy elements to each case. The darkness of the crimes runs alongside the darkness within Scott himself, which is why he’s so uniquely suited to investigating these crimes. While there are plenty of nods to Golden Age crime fiction, there’s a distinctly M.R. Jamesian flavour too, especially given the setting, and the role of the ancient church (a certain scene put me in mind of Canon Alberic’s Scrapbook for example). Poe is here too, especially with those ravens.
While Scott investigates in Norfolk, Harry is set on his own dark path, investigating an old nemesis of Scott’s.
The case is superb, a slow burner that nevertheless kept me intrigued and kept me guessing. As always, the side characters – the residents of the village and the suspects – are well-drawn, not cardboard cutouts (or paper men, heh).
And then there’s the emotional, character-driven elements of the book. Scott’s slow journey towards recovery. His deep love for Harry, and Harry’s for him. His coming to terms with his past, accepting both the good and the bad. Scott is deeply compassionate, and we see it time and again in his interactions with certain characters. But he also possesses a dark anger, a draw towards violence and that makes for an intriguing combination.
As for the ending…..well excuse me while I pick up the pieces of my absolutely bloody shattered heart off the floor. It just absolutely broke me. But it will change everything, and I’m very excited to see what’s next for Scott.
The Jericho series is Gothic, intelligent, heartfelt crime fiction and I hope there are many more to come.