It's been a very long time since I've read a Martina Cole novel. I used to love her books and so when I was rearranging my bookshelves, as is needed when you've bought more, I found one that I hadn't read and decided to dive right in.
As you can tell from my 3 stars, I wasn't that impressed. It wasn't the story itself that I didn't enjoy, although it did seem to end rather abruptly (and without the twist I was hoping for), it was the sheer amount of padding in the novel.
I read the paperback copy and it stretched to 666 (my favourite number) pages; it could easily have been half that. When I say padding, I mean repetition of the same thing over and over again. If I read that 'Danny Boy's life had been ruined the day his father lost £600 in a bet' once, I read it umpteen times. It was tedious, it was boring, and it annoyed the hell out of me. For such a well respected writer to do this, disappoints me no end.
I don't remember the other novels I read being like this, but it has been two decades since I've read one so...
The story itself was good, typical Cole, in that it revolved around the gangland lifestyle. Danny Boy Cadogan is the oldest of three and is forced to grow up in the worst way when his father leaves them high and dry after losing £600 in a bet to the notorious Murray Brothers. Danny Boy not only sees off the Murrays, but also learns to enjoy it, thus cementing his image as a bully and a tyrant, an image that applied to everyone in his life, even his wife.
The novel follows the progression of Danny Boy's career from child 'hero' to feared 'Face' and it highlights how arrogance and over-confidence can certainly become your downfall, no matter how scary you are.
I won't give the story away, but the twist I was hoping for was that it would all have been for Michael. Read it and you will know what I mean, but brace yourself, it is a mighty tome!
In the end, there was no twist, no real end to be honest.