5★
" 'I'm not here to argue with you. I want you to make this better.'
'How?'
'Review the case. Look at the statements and decision-making. Tell us what we've missed.'
'Are there any suspects?'
'Too many,' she grunts. 'The local community thinks we've cocked this up. Tempers are starting to fray. There's a public meeting tonight. I want you to be there.'
'Why me?'
'Let's call it a show of friendship.'
'That's not my definition of friendship.' "
No, it most definitely is not. Professor Joe O'Loughlin's work with the police, helping to profile killers using his skills as a clinical psychologist, has put him in a world of trouble with his estranged wife, Julianne, for whom his torch still burns brightly. She can't deal with the dangers of murder investigations that have spilled over into their own family life.
He and Julianne are still friendly and share their two girls amicably and regularly. In fact, she has recently suggested he could spend the summer with them – he in a separate room, of course. This has fanned the flames of his torch (sorry – Robotham would never stoop to this kind of prose) and he has sworn off all murder cases.
But Detective Chief Superintendent Ronnie Cray sees Joe as the only light in a very dark crowd of suspects. A mother and 18-year-old daughter have been found murdered at their farmhouse near Clevedon, England. The daughter is resting peacefully in her bed with her teddy bear, but her mother has been viciously slashed with blood and candles and markings on the wall.
Joe's eldest daughter is the same age, and Ronnie knows Joe's capabilities. The police have been working with a guy who calls himself the Mindhunter and says he's a forensic psychologist who studied with Joe. This guy wants to be a reality TV star. Wherever he goes, he brings cameras, and he shares everything with the public, keeping nothing confidential, so they sacked him
Joe reluctantly visits the crime scene and goes to the public meeting. The community centre is crowded, people are worried and angry, firing questions off, annoyed with the answers, and then the public introduce 'their' own expert, none other than the Mindhunter!
"That’s when I see Milo. Dressed in skinny jeans, open-necked shirt and blue blazer, he’s not the same callow youth I remember from university. The cheap haircuts and math-nerd glasses have been replaced by designer stubble and blue contact lenses. Although always an assertive figure, he now seems to have refined his body language and become more than the sum of his parts."
He takes over the meeting, reveals more details (a pentagram was painted on the wall in blood), which stirs people into asking about satanic killings. DCS Cray leaves as he gets started, but Joe waits to see Milo.
Milo asks did he see 'the show' (the public meeting) and tells Joe this is a younger man's game. He knows Joe has Parkinson's. He need not compete with Milo.
" ‘I’m not competing with you.’
‘Exactly. I’m a forensic psychologist. You’re a clinical psychologist. You stick to treating phobias and OCD and I’ll handle the sharp end.’
‘You have no idea what you’re doing.’
‘Sure I do. I’m making money out of something you couldn’t. I’m a professional profiler. You’re an amateur. Have you ever been paid for profiling?’
‘That’s not the point.’
‘I think it is. I think you’re jealous. I also think you’re old. Go home. Take a pill. Leave this to me.’
I should ignore him, I should walk away, but stiff-upper-lip stoicism and turning the other cheek won’t put Milo back in his box. He is dangerous and delusional and he has jeopardised a murder hunt by treating it like some sort of intellectual parlour game or Agatha Christie puzzle."
Meanwhile, Joe is anxious to immerse himself in family life as much as Julianne will accept. He still hopes for a window of opportunity, and his daughters are doing their best to engineer some sort of return to 'before'. He has called his old friend, Vincent Ruiz, a detective, now retired, to help out. It was great to see the pair back together.
Joe narrates the story, but every so often, Robotham inserts short chapters in italics that are first-person narration by the killer. This should give us a head start on the investigation, shouldn't it? Well, you'd think so, but I never figure it out.
I always look forward to Joe's insights as to what people's motivations and triggers are and how they are likely to drop hints and clues – obviously without meaning to – that give themselves away. For example, when Milo was being so bright and clever and dismissive after the meeting, telling the old man to get out of the picture, Joe finally snaps inside.
"‘How often are you seeing a therapist?’ I ask.
Milo’s mouth opens but he doesn’t speak.
‘That little thing you do - clenching and unclenching your fist - you were counting to five and telling yourself to breathe. Someone taught you to do that to relieve stress — a therapist or a psychologist. What makes you anxious, Milo?
. . .
— a woman, standing near the back. She was filming you. You wanted a record of tonight so you can replay it later. Watch yourself. Pick up any mistakes. Or maybe you get a sexual charge out of seeing yourself on stage.’
Milo’s eyes slightly glaze over and colour flushes into his cheeks. He wants to hit me. Maybe I’m the bully."
No, Joe's not a bully, but he is struggling - with the case and with his 18-year-old daughter, Charlie, who insists she come along because she wants to be a psychologist and Julianne wants him to talk her out of it as a career. She can be his driver. Yeah, right. That sounds harmless. (It isn't.)
It looks like several old cases could be linked to this, and new instances are turning up of women being choked and the letter "A" being cut into their foreheads. Of course Joe and Charlie (and Ruiz) end up in danger and of course I had no idea who the killer was.
Robotham has said that what he wants is to make his readers care. He does. I do. But I also know I can't trust him to spare everyone he's made me care about.
It's another great read from a favourite author. And he promises he's working on a book set in Australia – AT LAST!
p.s. I had the audio but didn't listen. Happy just reading this one.