Ash & BoneA Novel by John Harvey Book review by Jules Brenner Harcourt, released 12/5/05, 384 pp. Return to list of books
After a hiatus, veteran police procedural author John Harvey turns in this
second outing with his new character, having exhausted his Charlie Resnick
series of ten books. After a several year interval, presumably to recharge
his fiction battery and absorb himself into the life of a new alter ego
companion, Harvey initiated the Frank Elder series last year with "Flesh and
Blood." "Ash & Bone" seems a likely sequel title to follow.
Not all detectives are young bucks and, as mystery writers age, perspectives
change. Older characters are born to carry a new kind of load. Frank Elder
is just that man. He's a retired detective, formerly of the Nottinghamshire
Force. Not that he's considered worthless. Old buddy Robert Framlingham has
been in touch, trying to get Elder to join his squad of recently retired
detectives to apply their knowledge and time to cold cases and add a fresh
perspective to ongoing, stalled ones. But this "Murder Review Unit" doesn't
quite suit Elder's current needs and interests.
For one, he's trying to deal with the breakup of his marriage to Joanne. For
another, he's trying to repair his severed relationship with his teenage
daughter Katherine who was the victim of a brutal rape a year ago. Now, she
scorns a father who has been away, on the job, most of her life. And Frank
is none too pleased with the company she's keeping.
But the event that draws Elder back to the force is something he can't
ignore. Through the first 8 chapters, Harvey describes the life and work of
Det. Sgt. Maddy Birch, a 44-year old ex-associate of his that Elder has had
carnal knowledge of and respect for as a colleague. Maddy is backup in a
takedown of a wanted criminal and becomes a near victim, then a witness to a
police shooting by her superior officer, Superintendent Mallory, that seems
too cold blooded and uncalled-for to be anything but a setup killing.
As the witness who won't lie or misrepresent what she observed to the
official enquiry investigating the shooting, one hidden threat leads to
another and, just as we start feeling comfortable in her warm and spunky
determination and her presence as a central character in the case, her body
is found early one morning 40 feet down the muddied bank of a disused railway
line. When Elder reads of it, he calls Framlingham and soon takes his place
in the investigation under Det. Chief Inspector Karen Shields.
Pertinently, the solution to the mystery does have to do with a cold
case--one that someone has been keeping obscure and dormant for some time.
Thus, several balls in the air for Elder, opening up new avenues of inquiry,
new relationships, and old wounds. A certain amount of detecting cliche' and
a voice that's almost as drearily straightforward as Elder's shabby shack in
Cornwall, produces a plodding mystery but not an altogether unpleasing one.
I'm basically drawn to the Elder character who has what many an enduring
fictional hero has: emotional empathy and a backbone of good conduct. I'm
willing to bet the next Elder mystery will have a sharper edge.
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