Intense!
I received this book free from the publisher through NetGalley in exchange for a fair and honest review. Written by Scott Thornley, and published by House of Anansi Press, Random House/Penuin Canada in 2018, the book was originally copyrighted by the author in 2011. The title seems appropriate to the story. Detective Superintendent MacNeice serves in the fictional Southern Ontario port city of Dundurn. Story-Dundurn is an industrial city located not too far from Toronto and Buffalo, and on one of the Great Lakes.. The real Dundurn, however, is a small village located in central Saskatchewan, and is far from being industrial, or a port city. The fictional city of Dundurn seems to be closely modeled after Hamilton, Ontario, Canada.
We are never told MacNeice’s first name, which I thought was a clever stratagem by the author. The story begins with the horrific murder of a beautiful and gifted young violinist who has just graduated from the Conservatory of Music. She has a rewarding future ahead of her, and no enemies in the world. Could her murder be a message to somebody else—another member of her family, perhaps? MacNeice and his team of dedicated detectives are relentless in their search to find out. Another murdered body is found, and it is determined that the two murders are related. Detective Inspectors Fiza Aziz, a Muslim and a female with a PhD, and Michael Vertesi, of Italian descent and proud of it, are joined later in the case by Detective Inspector Montile Williams, a black man, and Detective Swetsky, of Polish descent, but whose exact rank we are never told. These members of the team all hold MacNeice in high regard, and they all work well together as a tightly-knit group to solve the case.
Author Thornley develops the plot smoothly, and the action is relatively constant. Throughout the story, more and more of what probably happened is revealed to the reader in a skillful manner. I found almost all of the dialogue to be credible for Southern Ontario in the modern era. The author pays attention to character development, too. There is enough, but not too much, detail about the detectives and their lives and families to convince us that they are real people, and not just caricatures. There is sufficient detail to convince us that Dundurn might be a real place in Ontario, Canada, although the author might want to consider using a real city, such as Hamilton, instead of a make-believe city, for future novels. Other authors are able to use fictional characters in fictional stories set in real places quite successfully. Michael Connelly and John Sandford come to mind.
I did find a couple of inconsistencies. Perhaps they were because an author not from Canada was trying to write a police procedural set in Canada. Good editing and a bit of research could solve these kinds of problems, I believe. One thing that struck me as odd was the author’s assertion that MacNeice often took off his shoes when sitting in his office cubicle on a raised floor under which ran “. . . power, Internet and phone cables . . .” MacNeice could then “. . .feel it vibrating gently with the constant hum of words and images being transmitted to and from the unit.” Dramatic, but not realistic! Those are electrons flowing through those cables. They travel at the speed of light. They don’t vibrate. And even if they did, no human could sense such high-frequency vibrations. I found this at Location #460 in the Kindle edition of the book.
At Location #841: “Bookner moved the throttle forward to glide into the area where he’d sighted the body . . .” and Vertesi hits his head on the edge of the wheelhouse roof because of the sudden deceleration. The problem with that is that the throttle on such a boat would be moved backward, and not forward, to slow the boat.
At Location #1919, Detective Superintendent MacNeice becomes Superintendent Detective MacNeice—his title is backwards. Good editing would have caught this error. At Location #2557, MacNeice says that “We’ve all got pagers . . .” They don’t, but they all have cell phones. In a couple of places in the book, we are told that MacNeice carries a revolver in his police car glove compartment, and sometimes on his belt. Then, at Location #2952, we are told that one of the detectives has “a forty-four on my hip.” Again, not likely. Almost all police departments in North America have switched from revolvers to semi-automatic pistols. Although the RCMP (Mounties) have standardized on the 9mm Glock or Sig Sauer semi-automatic pistol, there is no forced standardization for local and provincial police. Most of them, however, have adopted the 9mm or the .45ACP round as the one that is issued to officers. Dirty Harry movies notwithstanding, it is extremely unlikely that a police officer or detective anywhere in Canada would be allowed to carry a handgun as powerful as a “forty-four.”
All in all, this is a good story, and it is well-written. I like this author, and I intend to read more of the MacNeice series of novels which, I believe, now numbers three. You will probably not get bored reading this story, and you might have difficulty putting it down. I know I did. If you like police procedurals, and if you don’t mine the fact that this one is set in Canada, then I highly recommend this book. All five stars are awarded. I really enjoyed this one.