This is a sad, sad day. I've never given a Billingham novel two stars. I have read all of his novels, apart from #15 which didn't appeal to me as it's about a cat killer, and well ... I have cats. There are some things I just don't want to read about, and animal cruelty and death is right up there on the top spot of #thanksbutnothanks
So what's wrong with this offering? Well, what's right with it is a shorter list ... 1. The plot did have legs ... and, that's it for the positives.
Billingham is obviously contracted to write a book a year. I can't imagine the pressure that must put a writer under. You could spend months on an idea that's awful and end up scrapping it, or maybe illness or life gets in the way.
Something must've happened when writing this one, because it feels as though it's still in the draft stage. There's parts that are under-developed, there's parts that are too insignificant to the story to be developed into a whole scene ... and that's what happens at the draft stage. The refinement is completely missing here. It's 484 pages that could have been condensed into a sharper, grittier thriller.
The plot, as I say, did have potential. But it needed something more. I still have no idea why Sarah and Conrad had crazy killer personalities. Maybe that was the intent Billingham had; to show that people could just be crazy for no reason. Sarah, though, had a father who seemed cruel, but this was dealt with at surface level, the incidents seemed quite random, and appeared to be used as the excuse for Sarah's mental health issues.
Tom Thorne immediately thought the first victim's suicide was strange. Why? What gave him that idea? Nothing much, as far as I could tell.
We're supposed to believe that Sarah went out for a drink with Conrad and came back to candles she'd left burning to create a nice atmosphere? Nope. Wouldn't happen.
Through the book, Thorne zipped here and there on convoluted outings to speak to witnesses in Glasgow (and don't get me started on the stereotypical youth in the Glasgow park scene), and other parts of the country, something that a competent DC or DS could have done.
The ending was a damp squib.
The backstory of Thorne/Tanner/Hendricks is really starting to grate. Stuart Nicklin needs to be retired ... or put down. It's done. Get over it, Tom.
I can't warm to Tanner as being a sidekick to Thorne. I could totally have got on board with Tanner having her own mini-series and her character being developed more.
Hendricks is becoming a tedious character who doesn't add much apart from translating the medical-terminology for Thorne.
I don't think I'll be bothering with the next novel in the series.