The first thing you have to know about this book, if you're intending to read it, is that it has paedophiles in it. A veritable backing chorus of them. If you don't want to read about that, don't read this book. I couldn't tell this from the blurb, but hey, paedophiles are a potentially interesting premise for a mystery, and not something I read about often. So I went with it.
Your basic plot is as follows: mother and father are discovered after having supposed to have been on holiday, chained to radiators in their house and seriously ill after having been there for three days. Their young son is missing. Enter DI Jack Caffrey, detective extraordinaire with excellent reputation and temper issues, who had something suspiciously similar happen to his brother many years ago and can't let go of the fact. Many soliloquies commence, there are autopsy scenes like it's going out of fashion, and people called Benedicte and Danniella get far fewer scenes than they ought to have had. Suspicion falls on the father, so obviously it wasn't him, and things get very confusing, before finally it turns out to be some sick bugger and DI Jack Caffrey Extraordinaire kicks the shit out of him. From what I can gather, he kicked the shit out of the criminal at the end of the last book, too.
The thing about this book is that I see all the things that Hayder was trying to do, and apart from the one where she made the reader really uncomfortable, I don't think she really managed it very well. There was a lot of uncomfortable - and some of it was interesting uncomfortable. The trouble is, or I think, anyway, that if you're going to write a book that centres around paedophilia, you've got to treat it right. And I don't really think this did. You need a motive that isn't just "Because he's a nutter! Amirite?", and while I like books that are shocking, for many, many reasons, I felt like the shocking was just gratuitous a lot of the time. It didn't really do it for me. I wasn't scared, I wasn't really even that interested by about 200 pages in.
It tried ot be suspenseful, but the way it went about it was bizarre - at the end of a scene, someone would have a breakthrough, or see something important, or discover some connection, and the book would hint that the connection had been made, but wouldn't tell you what it was. Then the details would be mentioned in passing halfway through the next chapter, as if they were unimportant. Now, I object to this partly because my personal preference is to have the same amount of information as the detective, so I can have a go at figuring it out too. But that aside, it was completely bizarre - why make a big thing out of something one minute, and then wave it off as "oh yeah, and then this happened" the next? Not a lot of detecting went on, either. It was mostly rewinding smutty videos and an awful lot of incompetence. Like, an awful lot. Like, you are seriously asking me to suspend my disbelief here, this is ridiculous-type a lot.
There wasn't a single character I liked. Jack Caffery needs a smack upside the head, a course of therapy and a different job. I had not an ounce of sympathy for him. Towards the beginning, I wondered if he was a bit of a Mary Sue - what with being fancied by half his office, a rising star at his job and with requisite relevant Troubled Past. Later on, it became fairly obvious that he wasn't, but I still didn't like him any better for it. His girlfriend, Becky... now I really wanted to like her. She had a fair bit to recommend her, but in the actual execution of the writing she seemed just like another supremely gorgeous and talented Troubled Soul, and I couldn't bring myself to feel much sympathy for her either. And then - oh god! I have to mention the Comedy Scotswoman. Any character who has to have their speech written out "so ye ken aboot their accent" has immediately lost my attention. And when they are a pretty stereotypical lesbian with a really silly name... nope, I wanted to like her, too, but I couldn't. Or maybe I couldnae.
Frankly, I think this book went for Gritty and Hardcore and missed both by a mile. When I got it off the shelf, I wanted to like it. The premise was interesting. But in the end, I'm pretty disappointed about how little there was to enjoy.