Bruen, Ken - 'Cross'
CROSS is the sequel to Ken Bruen's brilliant novel PRIEST, which I rated as one of my top five crime fiction reads of 2007.
Galway private investigator Jack Taylor is a man in turmoil, Cody his erstwhile assistant who was shot in PRIEST lies in a coma. Jack is not sure whether the sniper who shot Cody was Cathy, whose daughter Serena May he had let fall to her death, or Kate Clare whose brother had possibly killed the priest. And of course Jack is struggling against the urge to tangle with his nemesis the 'fierce curse.'
Then a young boy is crucified and Ridge, Jack's lesbian friend in the Garda asks him to investigate the case as it would be a career-maker for her. She is also worried about the result of a biopsy for breast cancer. Jack is also asked to investigate the disappearance of dogs from the Newcastle area and employs a drunken ex-Guard named Eoin Heaton for this task.
When the crucified boy's sister Maria is burned to death in her car, and Eoin Heaton turns up dead in the canal with a dog tied to him, Jack Taylor, the one man disaster area, realises he is facing true evil, and needs help from his former drug dealer to deal with a psychopathic family bent on revenge and retribution.
Ken Bruen has written yet another brilliant book with his protagonist Jack Taylor able to speak for all those people who have been left behind by the complications of modern society. His books are chock full of interesting, sharply drawn characters and feature pithy word pictures that bring the people and their situations to life: Father Malachy the pathetic priest for whom 'life is an irritation between cigarettes', "An Eastern European named Mikhail, who depending on the day was Russian, Croatian, Romanian and other nationalities I couldn't pronounce, held court at the table by the window" and the little Irish mother Mrs Heaton, "Would you like a drop of the creature?"
The plot seems merely a vehicle for the sparkling dialogue and internal philosophising of Jack, '….that the Galway light will always hold that beautiful fascination and that priests are our protectors, not predators', who seems to be surrounded by almost constant misery.
The other star of the book is the city of Galway with all the contrasts between the old Ireland and the new wealthier but less caring Celtic Tiger:
I handed over a twenty euro note and she said it was far too much. I told her to put it in the poor box. She allowed herself a smile.
Norman Price, England