I very much wanted to like this novel and this author, having just spent a week visiting Berlin.
Hertzberg almost pulls it off but - as another reviewer has suggested - it’s full of cliches and it feels like it’s written by a Western author who hated East Germany. Which I think it was. The constant use of phrases and terms from every Bond and Le Carré novel becomes tiresome.
The plot is quite tricky (not as thin as the same reviewer suggests) but not strong. Although an interesting story is built up, it all snaps into place in just a few pages: with one bound Jack was free. That was disappointing.
Yet curiously, I am left wanting to follow Reim to the next story, and I’m hoping Hertzberg’s storylines develop more strongly.
If you like Le Carré, you will probably be irritated by Herzberg. If you like Ellis Peters, then you’ll probably enjoy this. If you know Berlin, the mention of places on every page will also appeal (even if you need Google Maps alongside you).
This isn’t great detective fiction but it’s not poor; Hertzberg comes close to a great read, but not close enough.