Just like the opening book, 'Down Cemetery Road', in this Oxford Investigations/Zoë Boehm Thrillers series, Zoë Boehm, besides a short cameo near the end, doesn't really feature mutch at all. Also in the same fashion, the novel’s main protagonist, is again, Zoë's friend, Sarah Tucker.
I do find it somewhat peculiar, that the two books in the series that I enjoyed, played out in this rather odd scenario, where the title character is superseded by what is effectively a secondary character. However, in all honesty, and unlike Sarah's reasoning as to why Gerard Incheon would be booked into the same Newcastle hotel, where Zoë had last been seen alive, I really don’t think that the book’s 'role swap' has anything to do with my enjoyment per se, and is indeed, nothing more than a mere coincidence.
For the true reason on why I enjoyed the first book and this final one, 'Smoke and Whispers', is to be found in nothing more than the fact that author, Mick Herron has really reigned in his tendency for going off on diverting tangents and long distracting digressions (see my reviews of 'The Last Voice You Hear' and 'Why We Die'). I mean, they were still there to a certain degree, but were much shorter, and done in his more honed, 'Slow Horses' style. So apart from the odd descriptive distraction here and there, my mind wasn't constantly being forced to tie in rambling word salads, and could concentrate on the actual story in hand.
The story itself is set mainly in Newcastle, which, thanks to the local vernacular and accent, enabled the author to regale us with quite a few extremely funny and highly witty scenes and lines, with Sarah Tucker often finding herself very much a fish out of water. Particularly one scene where she finds herself in a strange and very busy pub, even invoking the 'Western' trope of everybody stopping what they're doing to turn and stare at whoever has just entered the bar! We've all been there, very relatable writing.
Anyway, and speaking of water, the story revolves around Sarah going to Newcastle, against the better judgement and wishes of her partner Russell, to identify the body of a woman whom the police have fished out of the river Tyne. And because the corpse has Zoë Boehm's identification, they naturally assume it to be that of the Oxford private investigator, and have asked her friend to come up for a formal identification.
Needless to say, all is not what it seems, and as well as Ms Tucker having to untangle the mystery of a corpse dressed up to resemble Zoë, something she declined to share with the police, there's also a Zoë Boehm obsessed serial killer on the prowl! Known to the women as Alan Talmage, he's a master of disguise (although I did have him pegged as the homeless guy selling The Big Issue from the off, haha!), and has at least two female victims to his name, that Zoë and Sarah know of that is, and the 'floater' in the Tyne, eventually being credited to him also.
Unfortunately, Sarah mistakes the seemingly pleasant Australian barman at the hotel where she's staying (and where Zoë had stayed), for the egregious serial killer, Alan Talmage. This was because the unlucky bartender, who’d given Sarah the name ’Barry’ and had previously said he was Australian, and did indeed, speak with an Antipodean accent. But when Sarah surreptitiously heard him speak in a local shop, unobserved, he spoke with a genuine Geordie twang! So Sarah, after Barry had asked her, what she had presumed to be, some loaded questions about contacting Zoë and her suspicions were somewhat negatively aroused, relayed her fears to a 'Geordie' gangster she had become acquainted with. Who then proceeded to kidnap Baz, the luckless hotel barman, strapped him naked to a chair in a freezing, derelict dock yard and asked him with menaces, what his story was? Why the duplicitous change of accents?
Sarah, to her due, emitted shock and horror on seeing this sight, but she still hung about for Barry's answer, which was something that I'd also already guessed, haha! He had simply used the Aussie accent and subterfuge, to make it easier to find and get bar work! He was extremely sorry for doing so, had never meant any harm by it and would never do it again! I must say, my heart went completely out to him, he had my up most sympathy, poor innocent Bazza!
It also wouldn’t have been much of a Zoë Boehm thriller, without some sort of dark conspiracy lurking about in the background. This was in fact why the afore mentioned Gerard Incheon had been up in Newcastle and had been very much in Zoë’s orbit. In Gerard’s pay, the private detective had been sniffing out a ’mad scientist’ type person, whom had apparently been carrying out ’back street experiments’ on unsuspecting children from a certain orphanage that Gerard’s wife, Paula had lived as a child. Where the resulting tests, that were allegedly to find a ’cure for asthma’, had, in later life, caused Paula to give birth to a son with severe defects, namely with no arms, or legs! So how far can Gerard’s need for vengeance take him?
Now, I don’t know if experimentation like that ever actually took place, but given that the British government were found to have been injecting pregnant women with plutonium, without their consent in the 1950’s and ’60’s at Aberdeen Royal Infirmary , I certainly wouldn’t rule it out by a private enterprise!
So, yes, I could definitely say that I did enjoy this, the last book in the series, but I would have to caveat that by mentioning that the series overall, has certainly been pretty much a hit or a miss. However, I am very much looking forward to the Apple TV+ series starring Emma Thompson and Ruth Wilson.