The
Bullet that Missed, by Richard Osman.
Game-show host Richard Osman has, with his third novel about a gang of retirement-village sleuths, cemented his reputation as the new master of the comic Crime novel: his Thursday Murder Club series is rightly lauded as perfect entertainment, while glossing over none of the sadness and isolation that affect so many of the elderly – and the vulnerability, physical and emotional, that they are forced to deal with in their everyday lives, as shown so powerfully in Book Two, ‘The Man Who Died Twice’.
In
Book Three, the gang is still meeting every Thursday, and have decided that
their latest cold case investigation should centre upon the murder ten years
before of Bethany Waites, an ambitious and talented young TV journalist whose
car was found at the bottom of a Dover cliff.
Her blood and clothes were found in the car, but her body has never been
found. There was no doubt of her murder,
as she was investigating a huge VAT fraud at the time, but the police
investigation revealed practically nothing – just the sort of mystery that
former spy Elizabeth, retired nurse Joyce (whose new rescue dog Alan loves them
ALL with tongue-licking abandon), retired psychiatrist Ibrahim, and former
firebrand unionist Ron delight in sinking their teeth into.
There’s
just a tiny complication,
though: Elizabeth has just received a
text from an unknown number instructing her to kill Viktor, an old friend from
her spying days, a retired (naturally!) KGB officer, who now lives in great
style and wealth in London as a money-launderer: if Viktor is not disposed of in two weeks,
Joyce will die.
Naturally,
Joyce is blissfully unaware that she may have only a fortnight to live, and
when she and Elizabeth take the train to the Big Smoke, she is enjoying herself
tremendously – until she meets Viktor in his palatial Penthouse and Elizabeth
suddenly points a big gun at him: even
her threat never to speak to her best friend EVER again does not persuade
Elizabeth to lower her weapon. What had
been a lovely day out (it wasn’t even raining!) has turned into the worst time
of Joyce’s life.
Once
again, we are all willingly sitting in the palm of Mr Osman’s hand: his plotting is water-tight and his
supporting characters are, as always, people like thee and me, and wholly
delightful (as thee and me are)! And
because life isn’t always a laugh a minute – even though it should be – we must
make the journey with Elizabeth as she witnesses her beloved husband’s
inexorable decline into dementia. With
this great series, Mr Osman has shown that he is a true voice of Those of a
Certain Age – the Elderly. And he does
it with great style and wit. Well
done! FIVE
STARS.
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