A book about sexual assault, racism, murder, poetry, and (of course) detection. This is the twenty-third entry in Peter Robinson's series featuring Alan Banks, a police officer in Yorkshire who has now achieved the rank of Detective Superintendent.
This is a more specifically British mystery than most of the preceding volumes. Much of the material about rape relates to Operation Yewtree, about which Wikipedia says:
Operation Yewtree is a police investigation into sexual abuse allegations, predominantly the abuse of children, against the British media personality Jimmy Savile and others. The investigation, led by the Metropolitan Police Service, started in October 2012. After a period of assessment it became a full criminal investigation, involving inquiries into living people, notably other celebrities, as well as Savile.
Savile had died before many of the revelations about him became public knowledge. Once again according to Wikipedia, Savile has now been accused of sexual misconduct against some 450 people.
Other folks who were celebrities in Great Britain who were found guilty of sex crimes during this investigation include Max Clifford, Gary Glitter, Rolf Harris, and Dave Lee Travis. (Most of these folks had not been famous in the United States.)
In this book, aging but still highly regarded singer and television performer Danny Claxton is accused by British poet Linda Palmer of having raped her in 1967 when she was 14. Because of Caxton's popularity, this is a highly sensitive matter and it is given serious attention by the police - something such accusations had not always received in the past. The investigation is headed up personally by Banks.
At the same time, another case involving a young woman is ongoing. This woman was found naked and beaten to death in a little-used country road. She had definitely had sexual activity shortly before her death; it is determined that her body has semen from three different men. It is not known if this had been consensual, but the police feel that this was likely to have been sexual assault. Investigation indicates that the victim, originally unidentified, had been thrown out alive from a van that she had been traveling in and then shortly afterward had been killed by someone who was in a different van. This case is headed up by two of Banks's subordinates, Detective Inspector Annie Cabot and Detective Constable Geraldine Masterson, known as Gerry.
The two investigations are followed in alternation throughout the book. Each of the cases becomes even more complex as the stories develop.
One factor in the case of the murdered girl is that the DNA of the three men who had had sexual activity with her shortly before her death indicated that they they were of Asian descent. This brings a discussion of racism into the story. The racism is against Pakistanis living in England, some of them people whose families have lived in England for generations.
When the Music's Over is a particularly somber entry in this series. There is much discussion of how little attention many members of the British police had given to crimes of this nature. Banks and his crew are determined not to let this continue.
There are many fine things about this book but there are some flaws as well. There are some quite unlikely conversations, such as this one between Annie Cabbot and Gerry Masterson. Cabbot is the first speaker:
"Besides, if heroin gives her [Sinead, the mother of the murdered girl] a bit of comfort and takes away some of the pain for a while, who are we to judge her?"
"But it's not a solution. It's only a temporary escape."
Annie regarded the innocent young DC for a while. In the shadows, Gerry seemed no more than a young girl herself. "You're right, of course," Annie said tiredly. "But sometimes temporary relief is better than no relief at all. How do you expect someone like Sinead to deal with this sort of loss and grief?"...
"But can't we do something for her? For all of them?"
"Of course," said Annie. "And we can bring about world peace and bring an end to hunger and child prostitution while we're at it, too. Get real, Gerry."
And this conversation between Cabbot and Banks:
"But why is this race business all so complicated?" Annie went on, waving her glass at him. "It drives me round the bend. I don't know what I'm supposed to think or say. Is grooming girls for underage sex supposed to be OK in their culture, like female genital mutilation or honor killing? Are we supposed to respect it all, no matter what, just because it's their culture, like Scots with their bagpipes and haggis? I mean, I don't even like bagpipes and haggis. It's not my bloody culture, I can tell you that. So does that make me a racist? And who do we blame? Society or the kids? What ever happened to morality? Good and evil? Right and wrong?"
One thing that I felt did not work well was a series of memoir entries made by Linda Palmer, the woman who said she had been raped years before. Banks had suggested that she should try to recall and write down everything she could recall about the period surrounding the time of the rape. The memoir seemed to me to wander very far afield.
As usual, though, Robinson does many things very well. I think that a complex narrative never grew confusing. Robinson's characterizations are consistently good, both of the main characters and of folks with smaller parts in the story.
I mentioned above that this is essentially a somber tale. I found that very effective. The issues of serious sexual misconduct seem more relevant than ever before and, happily, society appears to be treating this more appropriately. But the very last, quite moving, part of the book reminds the reader that there is still a long way to go.