Talking to the Dead introduced the unmistakeable 5' 2" Cambridge philosophy prize-winning graduate, DC Fiona (Fi) Griffiths, with her lack of social skills, affinity for the dead and familiarity with the mental health services of Cardiff. Focusing on one of the most distinctive and endearing characters at a relatively lowly level of policing was a marked contrast to the familiar jaded characters who usually direct the day to day running of an investigation. The first novel in this series detailed the mental health tribulations that saw Fi institutionalised with Cotard's Syndrome, a rare and severe form of delusional psychosis in which the sufferer believes they are dead, prior to gaining her university degree. Seeing how this affects Fi's behaviour, emotions and thought processes into the present day is really the only way that readers can appreciate why this makes her such a offbeat character. In short, the condition means that FI cannot rely on her innate responses, instead she has to listen, analyse and interpret the signals to understand both the physical feelings within her body and her headspace. At the end of the first book, Fi discovered the puzzling circumstances which saw her adopted by her current parents, but the question marks regarding her affliction and just what triggered it makes her pursuit of the her origins inevitable.
The first book in this series launches straight into an attention catching crime scene and possibly one of the most curious cases I have had the privilege of reading. Nothing is run of the mill for Harry Bingham and his idiosyncratic protagonist is faced with another case that could read like the material for a farce rather than suburban Cardiff. Oh, if only...! A rare sunny Friday afternoon dispatch sends Fi and a colleague to a report of a spot of illegal rubbish dumping in Cyncoed, a clipped privet suburb of Cardiff, not generally a destination they have much call to visit. This might not sound like too much of a problem, but when intrepid Fi takes one look in a malodorous garage packed with assorted junk she rapidly hones in on a severed leg discarded beside the defrosting chest freezer, complete with a Christina Aguilera vintage wedge heel and a polythene freezer bag dripping with condensation. However this does not phase Fi, a person more comfortable with the dead than the living on many an occasion, and she immediately feels a connection to the owner of the dismembered leg. That unlucky lady is swiftly discovered to be Mary Jane Langton, a student at Swansea university who disappeared five years previously in 2005 and funded her academic studies with the aid of her employment as an "exotic dancer". To muddy the waters further, the ensuing discoveries of approximately seventy percent of the mutilated body parts of a completely different corpse - of both race and gender - soon start to be reported. This victim is Ali el-Khalifi, an engineering lecturer at the university who disappeared just days previously. Two mutilated bodies, separated by a five year hiatus, but can this really be a coincidence in suburban Cardiff? As a serious of further gory discoveries across potting sheds and garages recovers further body parts belonging to both Langton and el-Khalifi and with a persons of interest list of nearly three-hundred growing with each new find, the chances of getting to the bottom of this enigma recede by the minute.
Operation Abacus, quickly dubbed Operation Stirfry, under the leadership of the watchful and remarkably humourless DI Rhiannon Watkins, the youngest female detective inspector in South Wales CID, is marshalled with military precision. Bingham's talent for portraying the colourful characters who surround Fi is done to perfection and he does a brilliant job of pinning her colleagues down with razor-sharp insights delivered in his trademark tongue-in-cheek style. Alongside this Harry Bingham delivers a punchy narrative which fizzes with humorous insights. As the enquiry fizzles to a dead end, only Fi has the tenacity to persist and drill down into the lives of the deceased, coming to understand the circles they moved in and their way of life and eventually linking the recent suicide of a imprisoned drug smuggler, Mark Mortimer, with the fate of el-Khalifi. Scepticism abounds amongst Fi's colleagues with DI Watkins the only individual willing to allow Fi to go "off-piste" and run with the theory. Fi's quirks mean she doesn't so much think outside of the box as outside of the ballpark! However it is Fi's endeavours that uncover the first significant breakthrough and pave the way for the continued investigative momentum. The thawing of Watkins, the Ice Queen, as she comes to value Fi's left-field strategy and forges a tentative friendship with the most junior member of CID is very well explored.
Oh and along the way if Fi can close some of the unfinished business overhanging from her first major investigation and the more fundamental matter of her own heritage and origins, then all the better! As Fi's spare bedroom is quickly turned into a home operations room, it seems that this second mission will prove the most insatiable for Fi as she searches for greater understanding about her mental health.
Love Story, With Murders exudes humour throughout, but it is the charm and displays of naivety courtesy of Fi which ensures readers want to support her every step of the way. Despite the linear plot, there is a fair bit of going round the houses as Fi wrestles with her own mental frustrations along the way and some readers will get impatient with these diversions as Fi frequently goes off at a tangent, leaving the case treading water. But by and large, Harry Bingham keeps a firm hand of forward plot progression and Fi's own quirks. Despite my enjoyment of this novel and the first in the series, once again Bingham adds several unnecessary layers of complexity when a simpler solution would be more than enough to delight his readers and leaves a feeling of a top-class plot overstaying its welcome.
Although I am highly enthusiastic about the future of Fi, this did lack the breath of fresh air feeling of the debut, but I remain hopeful. Watching Fi in progress and Bingham's tongue-in-cheek observations is more than half of the delight and whether this formula runs out of steam remains to be seen but most notably Fi must exhibit sustained development. Veering on the boundaries of Planet Normal but never quite managing to safely land, Fi is is a blossoming relationship with DS David 'Buzz' Brydon, but despite the warm fuzzy glow that the relationships generates, there is very little on what has drawn this pair together and why the relationship works. For Buzz to become a mainstay he is going to have to do more than cook and wash up and likewise for the fleeting figure of Lev, the cannabis smoking self-defence guru, whose relevance mystifies me. Whether Harry Bingham has the ability to keep this formula evolving remains to be seen, but with his ingenious eye for a memorable plot and the infectious enthusiasm of his leading lady, this is certainly a series worth watching!