Once again a wonderful read in terms of character, locations, twisty plot, murders to investigate, and all the underlying interpersonal relationships which this writer does so well. But...
Also, again, I read confused. I couldn't follow the plot all that well, which was set against an Occupy Wall Street-type situation, though set in London. This involves a backdrop of protest, rioting, city damage, cops-against-protestors, and so on. Also, a lot of fires, some 'legal' in celebration of Guy Fawkes' Day, some not. Corruption involving the banking world loses me somehow, just as my husband's job (accounting) did. I never really understood it at all. (So sue me, I was a science teacher for 36 years.)
Despite all this, I love reading about the PCU, a unit dedicated to investigating crimes which might threaten or embarrass the government or do public harm. The two lead detectives, Arthur Bryant, elderly, frumpy, unusual and showing signs of memory loss - and John May, also elderly, but suave, disciplined, and still very mentally sound are wonderful, as always. Their relationship is superb and worth a read even if I AM confused by this huge banking situation-plot. Their staff is wonderful, quirky, animated, energetic and even their superior, Raymond Land, who kind of sits offside befuddled and dismayed most the time, had a more major role here. Hurray for Raymondo, as Arthur Bryant calls him.
A man is found murdered by arson against this tumultuous background, then another, and dare I say another? Bryant and May, etc. are flummoxed, of course, following leads, interviewing witnesses who are ever-unreliable, and work through a very - very - complicated investigation which seems to be going nowhere fast. But the outcome is satisfying; the read a true pleasure, so much so that I put aside other books whenever I read a Bryant and May.
May they never stop!
Five stars